He swallows, as for the first time in years he thinks to the shadows of the crystal caves, the snowy winds tossing his cloak around him. The soft call, like singing. He can feel the pull of his lightsaber, and knows he could reach out, and draw it to his fingers, even from the other cabin.
"There was an old temple - leading to the caves. We had to enter the caves and - find the one - m-meant for us."
It's not just that they so rarely talked about this. These were secrets of the Jedi Order, kept even from the other younglings before they had done this themselves. But what did it matter now. The temple must be gone, the caves shattered. There was no more use for these secrets.
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He swallows, as for the first time in years he thinks to the shadows of the crystal caves, the snowy winds tossing his cloak around him. The soft call, like singing. He can feel the pull of his lightsaber, and knows he could reach out, and draw it to his fingers, even from the other cabin.
"There was an old temple - leading to the caves. We had to enter the caves and - find the one - m-meant for us."
It's not just that they so rarely talked about this. These were secrets of the Jedi Order, kept even from the other younglings before they had done this themselves. But what did it matter now. The temple must be gone, the caves shattered. There was no more use for these secrets.