Author's Note: This is an old story, and a little rough around the edges. I've cleaned up and reposted some of the chapters, but I've decided to leave most of it how it is - flaws and all. It's marked as complete, but if you have an idea for a character whose letter you'd like to see please feel free to comment with your suggestion - no promises, though.

A Russian translation of this fic is now available, thanks to the lovely Kat-Arva. The link is in my profile.

And now, without further ado, I give you: Note to Self.

20 ABY

Dear Luke,

This is Luke. Well, you in twenty years. I just wanted to tell you something very important (or actually, a couple of very important things). First, DO NOT GO TO BESPIN! They will escape without your help and you will only make things worse. Secondly, don't go to Byss, either. No matter what you think, you cannot learn the dark side but remain in the light. Thirdly, and perhaps most importantly, wait for love. You will know when you find her. And when you find her, don't take ten years to propose to her, alright?

Sincerely,

Luke Skywalker

PS: Vader is actually your father. And there is good in him still. Trust me!