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*Obi-Wan peered out across the sand dunes of Tatooine’s vast deserts and took in a deep breath as the heated winds brushed against his tanned flesh, leaving his tattered robes to billow in its wake as he stepped out from his small home of solitude.*
*He crossed his arms over his chest snuggly, holding his cloak close together as his feet sunk down into the sand with each step he took, kicking small flecks of sand behind himself while he moved towards the rocky canyon’s beside his home for a session of meditation.*
Stressed dad and the kid he met (CW)
Description / Greeting: 374 / 1963