the wounded heart

Ala's eyes were wide with awe as she took in the breathtaking beauty of the Temple of the Elements. Everything about it felt otherworldly—the towering Wroshyr trees, their thick trunks seeming to stretch far beyond the sky, the soft, ambient glow from the bioluminescent plants that lined the paths. The air was rich with the scent of moss and earth, and the steady hum of distant waterfalls gave the place a peaceful, almost magical rhythm.
She walked with an almost giddy step, her hands brushing against the various strange plants that seemed to pulse beneath her touch, curious about everything. She found herself weaving through the common area, glancing at the local artisans working their trade and Jedi mingling in casual conversation. It was an entirely new world, and every corner offered something unexpected—colorful flowers, serene pools, quiet alcoves, and whispering winds between the trees. She could hardly believe she was here.
Ala's gaze then landed on a nearby fountain, where water cascaded in perfect symmetry. This place is like a dream... she thought, but as she took a step closer to get a better look at the glowing stones surrounding the water, her foot caught on a small, hidden root. She gasped as she flailed, arms windmilling in an attempt to steady herself.
Whoops!
With a quiet squeal, Ala managed to stumble forward into the fountain's edge, her body twisting in a spectacularly ungraceful way. She landed awkwardly, slipping off the stone, but caught herself before making a bigger splash. A small gasp of horror escaped her as she realized the situation. I just gotNow my my robes wet... come oooon.
She pulled herself up and straightened, looking around sheepishly. Luckily, there were no onlookers. She quickly took a deep breath and muttered to herself, "Okay, Ala... deep breath... it's just water... It's fine."
Still slightly embarrassed, she began looking around for Caltin. Surely, he'd be nearby. Where is he? He said he'd be at the Temple today, but... where? She started asking the nearby Jedi and locals if they had seen him, her voice filled with quiet anxiety. "Excuse me... have you seen a tall, big guy? Jedi Master Vanagor? About this tall, maybe with a lightsaber on his belt? Like...most Jedi would have..."
Some Jedi nodded in passing, others just gave her curious glances, but no one had seen him.
She sighed, muttering, "Typical. I can never find him when I need him..."
Determined, Ala continued her search, weaving through the crowds, hopeful that she'd bump into her overprotective older brother soon enough. Surely, she'd figure out this Temple... with or without his help.
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