Figlia d' 'a Tempesta
Ahch-To
The journey up the mountainside wasn't perilous, but one that the Padawans might find…uncomfortable.
Largely because they were each burdened with a heavy sack to carry.
Cora walked just ahead of them, with hands clasped neatly behind her back and her steps steady.
"The nexus here is neither wholly Light, nor wholly Dark," she explained. "It is split between the two. The caves below house the Dark, while the peak is bathed in Light.”
You couldn't have one without the other. To truly know the Light, one must first touch the Dark - but that wasn't today's lesson. Not entirely.
The temple loomed in the near distance, awash in soft sunbeams that broke through the clouds. A sense of calm permeated the air, suffused into the Force in a way that felt ancient.
Probably because it was.
Cora glanced behind her, quietly observing the Padawans.
"How are you two faring?"