Reading was one of Casper’s favourite past-times. When he read, he could forget about everything troubling him. His anxieties, his worries – all of it was gone. Instead, he could focus entirely on the subject of his book. Whether it was the local fauna for the subregion of a distant planet, or the courageous adventures of a fictitious sector ranger. For Casper, reading was his meditation. He’d struggled with actual meditation for a while, but everything was amplified after Ajan Kloss. All of the problems he had before now felt insurmountable, and new feelings of guilt only compounded the issues that the young padawan grappled with.
For now, though, Casper was enjoying one of these moments of solitude. He’d found a small rock pool not far from the temple on Yavin, but still hidden well enough that nobody had ever stumbled across him and interrupted his solitude, yet. He liked it here. It felt like something that was his own. His own little corner of Yavin, and a space where he could free. The gentle rush of the water as it flowed downwards, the chirping of alien birds and the vibrant colour of plants Casper had never before come across. Sometimes, he even liked to swim in the water. Curiously enough, it was always perfectly lukewarm. Never too hot, and never too cold. He theorised that there was some sort of natural heating under the rockbed, but uncharacteristically for him, he’d never bothered to find out. This was, after all, the place where he relaxed.
Today’s subject of choice was a book concerning force-wielding animals written by an old beastmaster of the Jedi Order that Casper had been lucky enough to source from the archives. It was fascinating. The Vornskr of Myrkr, for example, were quadrupedal predators that were able to use the force in order to sense, and hunt their prey. Casper wondered how that had ever been discovered, but he certainly didn’t fancy confirming the theory himself. The Vornskr were some of the most ferocious beasts he’d seen depicted. Nevertheless, their ability to understand in the force was profoundly interesting to Casper. After all, why should it be only the Jedi or Sith that use the force?
“..Vornskar..Vornskeer..” Casper whispered to himself, testing his pronunciation of the species. He had no idea if it was correct, but it sounded good enough. He was sat comfortably with his back against the thick trunk of a tree behind him, looking out towards the rock pool
Bringing up a hand to tuck a rogue strand of golden hair behind his ear, he then turned the page. There were plenty more beasts to learn of.
@Corbeau
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