Prologue
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Growing up on the Jewel of the Core Worlds, you wore dresses made of the finest hand selected Ghorman silk and enjoyed the unrivaled cuisine of the top chefs in all of Coruscant. Since your family settled in this thriving ecumenopolis, relishing in living the life of wealthy and prosperous Coruscantian aristocrats, you never knew the peace nature could bring.
Always stepping on cold, solid concrete and loud metal flooring, clanking under your feet, you never imagined the way soft moss could feel under your feet, or the relief trees the size of buildings could provide in casting its merciful shade upon you. The peace of nature had no place in your deafening world of glamour and decadence. Only remnants like flowers – which had been artificially perfected in labs – remained, functioning as decoration in homes of the privileged .
Hearing of the Jedi, and their close connection to nature, you couldn't help but feel pity: Pity for their pathetically simplistic and anti-materialistic world-view. Learning to find beauty in nature, and not just genetically altered flowers, took time. Learning to find meaning in nature, and embracing the natural order of the world, took more than just time. It took meeting him to realise just what you had been missing all these years.
