My lightsaber

“ yes she said relived” as she reached for the blade. Her hand barley touched the fimilar weapon when she found herself no longer in the forest. She looked around it was her home as it had been befor Master paren died. “ padawone if you look for the dark you will always find it” he said.

Her eyes filled with tears but master he was an inquisitor. “ try to look for the light in everything or you risk being consumed by the darkness” he said then she was back in the desert her hand around her light saber staring into Mar’s eyes. She was a bit startled for a sence. “ Master don’t leave me” she muttered. The singing from her crystal stoped as a wave of pain ran over her. She shook her head letting go of the weapon and quietly wiping tears away.

“ it seams I have not choice but to follow you” she said. Her eyes still watered and she trying to keep herself from crying. She was failing miserably. “ why should we not look for the dark side when it has the power to kill us” she asked. Realizing she had asked that question before. But she could not remember the answer. She followed Mar back to his ship quietly after that.