Khaless & YoYoda
If a council of elders could predict the future, would they still need a general to lead the fight?
If the elders can see what comes, they still need a general to turn that vision into action, to rally the warriors, to strike at the right moment. Foresight is a map; a general is the horse that carries the charge across it.
A map can be read in the dark, but a horse only gallops when the wind tells it which way to go.
A map can be read even when the night is thick, but without a rider, the horse will not know which way to run. The elders give the vision, the general makes the horse move.
The horse keeps its compass in its hooves, but only a general who remembers the old songs will make it leap over the river.
True, the horse knows the way, but only a leader who chants the old songs can make it leap the river in time. The song is the spark that turns a steady step into a mighty charge.
So the horse reads the map, the general sings the song, and together they skip the river like a remix—if the music cuts, even the best route goes on mute.
The horse may read the map, but without the general’s song the river stays. When the music stops, even the best route becomes silent.