The Jedi Phoenix dropped out of hyperspace and docked at Theed. Aurora frowned. "There is a dark presence here."
"We should get over there, fast." Arion said, grimly. They tracked the darkness with the Force, to a sidestreet in the city.
"That's him," Aurora murmured. She glanced from the older man to the younger, and stepped forward into the light. "Isn't it a bit unusual for a Sith Lord to be traipsing around in public?"
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.