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Kit was cutting at the crystal, focusing on it and purifying it.
Trying to remove the taint that had been with it so long.
It was a wholly appropriate metaphor, one that Marrla
highly approved of. While Marrla could no longer see this directly,
the shard was a pale aquamarine which color shifted to a deep
sapphire blue when held up against a light source. Either way,
they were promising colors to choose from for a Jedi.
"If I may have a moment of your time," she asked, causing the
younger woman to jump lightly.
"You have come to me these last few days and we have
discussed what you have done. I too have given into the
darker path, but unlike you I did so of my own volition.
You, I am afraid, were victim merely of your ignorance.
You did not know of your people's heritage, and unknowingly
called down a great dark force to assist you. The taint is still
there, I can feel it within you, but it can be cleansed.
With the right focus, and with strict dedication, you may
again walk in the path of light. The first part, however,
is to understand your situation."
She paused, pulling an elegant datapad from her belt
and handing it to the younger pilot. "I had P2-D4, the
one you call Squawky, assemble this datafile for me.
You may find it useful in order to understand the history
of your people."
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