Memoirs of an Inadvertent Jedi-To-Be

It was a small booklet, no bigger than a leaf. As a matter of fact, the cover seemed to be made of pressed leaves. Anakin opened the book and flipped through the pages experimentally, marveling at how the handwriting changed from an untidy child's scrawl to an adult's neat script. He turned aside the cover and looked at what was inscribed there: Obi-Wan Kenobi, aged six. AU. R&R!