The Cyan Blade
The wind... any Jedi knows that such power of nature is often compared to the ways of the Force. And it is a clever and appropriate metaphor to speak of the thing that flows as passive as a small breeze and that can quickly turn into a huge tornado destroying everything in it's path... it could bring a small cloud of dust or even big debris... however, today; the Force brought something unusual...
With a steady pace, a clocked figure approached the Temple of the Silver Jedi. Everyone looking at such figure would notice that there was nothing odd from him, he looked like any other Force Sensitive being currently training in the training grounds... the only difference was that his brown robes matched his beard, and both of them made his blue eyes standout... perhaps it was mostly due to the fact that he was gazing across the place in order to find someone known.
Surprisingly, the amount of people around the Temple were quite young and new. He didn't find no one that he knew, or at least for the time being. Hoping to have a better luck inside the Temple itself, the corellian Jedi walked across the place and began his walk towards the grand entrance.
With a steady pace, a clocked figure approached the Temple of the Silver Jedi. Everyone looking at such figure would notice that there was nothing odd from him, he looked like any other Force Sensitive being currently training in the training grounds... the only difference was that his brown robes matched his beard, and both of them made his blue eyes standout... perhaps it was mostly due to the fact that he was gazing across the place in order to find someone known.
Surprisingly, the amount of people around the Temple were quite young and new. He didn't find no one that he knew, or at least for the time being. Hoping to have a better luck inside the Temple itself, the corellian Jedi walked across the place and began his walk towards the grand entrance.