Perhaps it was the anticipation of what was upon them, the sights of the destruction of the temple, the remnants and echoes of life lost, but Oren felt an uneasy feeling as the ship cut through the clouds of the all too familiar planet, and into the atmosphere of the endless jungle. The former Jedi had not stepped foot on the planet since the days of its destruction, he had been pulled away on other duties, many of which had been aimed to distract the man from considering the truth behind it all.
He blamed himself for what had transpired before and after the events of this eventful day. Whether or not Oren would have been able to stop it, was not known to the man, but he couldn't help but feel as if he could have done more. Life seemed to carry on for the remote planet, deep within the jungle beasts and critters could be felt rippling through the force. It was mother nature that continued even if sentience could not.
But, these feelings slowly began to change, and a strange disturbing sadness began to creep through the force as they neared the area where the temple was once standing. Echoes of his childhood came to him, interspliced with the suffering that had entailed here. Slowly, he would begin to pull his old ship down for a descent into the jungle. They would walk towards the temple, so Nara could see it firsthand, so she could feel it and understand the truth about that eventful day.
The repulsors on the ship seemed to push the tendons of the trees to the side as the old ship came touching down with a loud thud, and the engines cooling until there was only the sounds of Oren's Astromech within the cockpit of their ship. "Are you ready?" He'd say quietly, unsure if he truly was himself.
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