You know, if I were a lightsaber I'd be… blue (da ba de da ba die, da ba de da ba dee).

Imagine seeing a super charged laser so concentrated it can cleave through almost everything. It looks like a blade of lights; and color varies according to the crystal in its center.

Now imagine being that blade of light. Just imagine the excitement of the electrons buzzing in and around you.

The hilt- the body and life source- is so intricate, pristine, and perfect that it takes the skill and power of the force to create one. This is like the body of a human, where the heart sends out blood to all its vessels so the entire body will thrive.

From there is the deadliest part; a shining apparatus formed only if the hilt's craftsmanship is skilled. It depends on the control of the hilt to bring it its power. At the same time, it is the source of all the energy and life. So brilliant; twirling and bouncing with only a flick of the hand; it is what draws the eye and simultaneously plows down anything it touches. It's mindless and without the hilt, it is lost.

Finally, the hilt and blade need a controller; someone to direct them, very much like a brain. The user- a servant of the force- is meant to guide. The user is the creator, and the power of the hilt and the blade is theirs. But in no way do they have more power; they need the hilt and blade as much as the hilt and blade need them.

The hilt depends on the user. The blade needs the hilt, otherwise it could not exist. And the user relies on the blade for protection. The three form a triangle, and the bond is complete; body, mind, and spirit.

As a practitioner of the light, my user wields me kindly; without hatred or anger. In return, I feel good in his palm. The blade never fails.

And when aglow, when activated- it is a brilliant sensation to be so alive. I doubt beings could ever feel so pure. A servant of the force, simply light- yet with a greater purpose.

Downtime is relaxing because we are often cared for. Gentle tweaks and adjustments are made with toughened hands or the force. Improvements and charges strengthen the system- and strengthen the bond. It makes you proud of what you are.

We are commonly mistaken as weapons of destruction. Sadly, a few are enslaved to a cause of darkness and evil. But many more are for light and peace. Millennia of defense, tradition, and negotiation have made us the symbol of the Jedi throughout the galaxy.

A symbol I take pride in upholding. Obi-Wan Kenobi is one of the best masters in the order. I know he couldn't be here without me, and I without him. Until his life is gone, I will be there to remind him of a something worth fighting for.

...Yes, it was Obi-Wan's lightsaber speaking, in case you couldn't tell. What did you think of it? Reviews are greatly appreciated.