Star Wars: Galaxy of Fear Ch. 1-3 by John Whitman

The distance from judging was always hard on Pantoolne. On the hills that seem far away were really less than a days walk. The ruins that looked like a close enough to reach as short sprint turned out to be a long distance jog. By the time tash got just about close enough to the ruins see them clear. She had run out of breath and not from the running she stripped up her long sleeve shirt and she had planned getting out of the sun.