Yavin 4 - Jedi Temple Library - Evening
The rain started as a subtle tapping that soon became a rythmic pitter-patter, small droplets trailing down the tall windows that lined the far end of the library and blurring the view of the thick jungles beyond. Larana seemed to be entranced by it, eyes focused absently in the distance, watching the wind pull the trees back and forth while time continued on without her.
It hadn't been more than a couple of days since she had made her way to the Jedi Temple on Yavin 4, but already she found herself longing for an escape. In fact, the longer she sat there, face rested in the palm of her hand and platinum hair tangled in her fingers, the more it seemed that the room was closing in around her. Soon enough she'd be lost to the archaic text, or so she feared.
Her finger slid beneath one of the yellowed pages, turning it even though she hadn't so much as glanced at any of the previous pages. She hadn't read a single word even, though her Master had instructed her to do so as she had been almost entirely absent since their arrival. She would surely be disappointed upon her return, but not surprised.
It was uncharacteristic for Larana to sit still for too long, but the rain had kept her inside. She wiped some condensation from the window and continued to watch the treeline, unaware of her surroundings.
