“Sword of the Jedi,” The voice came first, echoing around the air before the shape of Obi-Wan Kenobi formed from within The Force itself. The ghost stepped forward, a reassuring smile on his face.
“I’ve not heard that phrase used since the days of Master Windu.”
Oh how he wished the Jedi archives were still in existence, the depth of knowledge the new generation of Force-wielding students of Skywalker were missing out on was staggering. It wasn't just research and history, it was lightsaber forms and techniques, Force imbued powers that suited every personality and, of course, the teachings of the Order's wisest.
"Yet I sense you feel it to be a burden."