Love. It is love that conquers all. It is the power of love that tames the wild beast and calms the war-like. It is love that brings light to the dark places and exposes them for what they truly are. It is love that binds all things together so that they are in one accord. It is love that saves the lost and the damned. Yes, it is love that conquers all.
Love protects and strengthens. It is this that I wish to give to you. My love…my heart…my soul…
Act: II
Crystal
Jedi Temple: Coruscant 2994 B.B.Y
Arron Mors sat at his desk in almost complete darkness. He had worked long into the night on his project. He wasn't about to stop now that he was so close to completion. Just a little more polish and he would be done. Sweat poured down his face. He brushed his long braid of hair out of his eyes.
This was a difficult procedure, he thought, one wrong move and…
There! Now, for the next piece. He pulled from a drawer a small, rusty emitter. Arron stared at it. His mind drifted back to that night. The Man, the boy, Seth… no, he couldn't think of that now. He had work to do.
The small light above him cast long shadows on the wall. A slight tingle appeared in the back of Arron's neck.
"Not now."
The prickling stopped. A sigh of relief escaped Arron's lips. He continued his work.
Almost finished, he thought. Now for the tricky part.
All of the pieces and parts lay scattered across the table. Arron closed his eyes and reached out with the Force. The pieces levitated above the table's surface. Slowly and carefully he moved the pieces. Like a puzzle, he fit them together. A twist here, a half-turn there. Just when Arron was about out of energy, it was done. He opened his eyes and smiled. After months of planning and scavenging, he had done it. He had completed the impossible.
"Master Kerrin is going to be proud of me."