darkhaert
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Looking at the gray rocks that constitute the mountain reminded Alelto of home. That was all the joy he could have under the Jedi Order since they separated him from his Twin brother. This quarry, he thought, would be a good place for him and his brother to train. The soil were dry and the air not too humid. He could sweat without worrying about getting a cold.
He was two hours early for his training then so he distracted himself by dashing back and forth and carving scars on the mountain with his lightsabers. He would jump high and spin fast to dizzy himself so he could forget his brother's absence.
He believed he was right. He and his brother would love to train here.
He disrobed his sweaty apparel after spending his leisure time and washed himself with a clothe soaked with water from the nearby water. The water wasn't too cold for him to shiver and the breeze was barely dragging dirt.
All's left for him to do was wait to dry.
He was two hours early for his training then so he distracted himself by dashing back and forth and carving scars on the mountain with his lightsabers. He would jump high and spin fast to dizzy himself so he could forget his brother's absence.
He believed he was right. He and his brother would love to train here.
He disrobed his sweaty apparel after spending his leisure time and washed himself with a clothe soaked with water from the nearby water. The water wasn't too cold for him to shiver and the breeze was barely dragging dirt.
All's left for him to do was wait to dry.