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((Thought this looked like a neat thread to join up on. Here it goes.))
Jedi Master Gandon Nark was meditating in his quarters in the Jedi Temple when he sensed a disturbance in the force. There was a large group of comotion in the galaxy and he sensed that the dark side was the cause of it. "The Sith are arousing. Something is going to happen. Something already has happened. I must investigated," he thought to himself. Gandon then stood up and exited the room. He proceeded down the hall and past the security room. Something cought his attention as he walked past, a voice on the short range communicator. "Help! He's killed everyone! We need-." He was cut off by what sounded like a lightsaber. Gandon traced the call to the station and he set off to the hangar, lightsaber in hand.
There is a difference between being smart and being wise; being smart is knowing what you believe to be right, but being wise is knowing the truth.
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