Dune Rhur
Freedon's Nadds
A jungle always pulsed with life. Myriad sounds and smells as life continued within. Dune sat at the edge and he waited for students. His long fingers rested on knees cross under him.
Communing with nature was communing with the Living Force. It was a fine day to be here. Warm sunshine and a gentle breeze made it ideal. The Bith wore an easy smile even in his meditation.
He had no idea who would come to him. Even if no one did, it didn't matter. It was simply nice to be here on a day like today.
Communing with nature was communing with the Living Force. It was a fine day to be here. Warm sunshine and a gentle breeze made it ideal. The Bith wore an easy smile even in his meditation.
He had no idea who would come to him. Even if no one did, it didn't matter. It was simply nice to be here on a day like today.