Veritas et Lux
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Sound mind, sound body. Find peace within the force. Our minds aren't wells, they won't run dry, just keep drinking water and you'll be just fine... This meditation, this single glorious moment. No past thoughts and no future aspirations, only now.
The two, dressed for the cold winter breeze atop the forested ridge mountain peak, sat silently around the fire. There was no snow yet, but soon, deeper into the winter there will be. The flat rocky surface, the highest point in the region, had a scenic view of the forested valleys below- and the river running through them. The smell of pine was illuminated into the atmosphere from the fire, and speckled red dots danced upwards to be carried away from the wind. The hike had been worth while, to loose oneself from the galaxy. To find one's center again- it was marvelous.
The sing-song chirping of mounatin carrion birds and forest creatures created a atmospheric background music. The feeling of the wind atop the mountain nipping at the cold noses leaving them stained red. She could see that his cheeks were becoming rosy pink even though her eyes were closed. This was the true sight one had up here. When the force is present the use of your eyes is redundant.
Meditating half of the day atop the ridge with each other prepared them for the friendly sparring match that they would share- their weapons tuned down but their minds open. With one last deep exhale each, the two began to make there ways to the edge of the ridge where the holiest of rituals between friends would take place.
She was dressed in dark red and black plaid on her button up flannel sweater and scarf. The dark grey beanie covered down to her ears as the rest of her brown hair hung out of the cap elegantly. Her grey jeans were thermal and form fitting while her long sleeve undershirt was another beige thermal for the winter coldness. The black monkey boots she wore housed her toasted toes inside of a snug blanket of woolen sock...
Removing the messenger bag from her shoulder and placing it on the ground, she removes a single bladed- pale green lightsaber... And walks towards the circle...
"I am ready, friend. Are you?" she spoke, with the quiet and calm high voice that the young woman had.
The two, dressed for the cold winter breeze atop the forested ridge mountain peak, sat silently around the fire. There was no snow yet, but soon, deeper into the winter there will be. The flat rocky surface, the highest point in the region, had a scenic view of the forested valleys below- and the river running through them. The smell of pine was illuminated into the atmosphere from the fire, and speckled red dots danced upwards to be carried away from the wind. The hike had been worth while, to loose oneself from the galaxy. To find one's center again- it was marvelous.
The sing-song chirping of mounatin carrion birds and forest creatures created a atmospheric background music. The feeling of the wind atop the mountain nipping at the cold noses leaving them stained red. She could see that his cheeks were becoming rosy pink even though her eyes were closed. This was the true sight one had up here. When the force is present the use of your eyes is redundant.
Meditating half of the day atop the ridge with each other prepared them for the friendly sparring match that they would share- their weapons tuned down but their minds open. With one last deep exhale each, the two began to make there ways to the edge of the ridge where the holiest of rituals between friends would take place.
She was dressed in dark red and black plaid on her button up flannel sweater and scarf. The dark grey beanie covered down to her ears as the rest of her brown hair hung out of the cap elegantly. Her grey jeans were thermal and form fitting while her long sleeve undershirt was another beige thermal for the winter coldness. The black monkey boots she wore housed her toasted toes inside of a snug blanket of woolen sock...
Removing the messenger bag from her shoulder and placing it on the ground, she removes a single bladed- pale green lightsaber... And walks towards the circle...
"I am ready, friend. Are you?" she spoke, with the quiet and calm high voice that the young woman had.
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