"Let's go to the Jedi Temple," Aurora suggested. "There may be something left there that can help us."
They locked down the Pheonix and walked to the Temple. They went to the Jedi Archives, and Aurora attempted to open the doors.
A hologram flickered to life in front of them. "Access restricted to known Jedi Masters. Step forward and be recognized."
Aurora and Arion exchanged glances. "We wouldn't be on the list of known Jedi at all," Aurora murmured. "CSI, see if you're still logged in the databanks."
The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins---
but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back.
Love is more than a candle.
Love can ignite the stars.