Am stood amidst the soft glow of the crystalline caverns that wound through the heart of the asteroid. Their robes, intricately embroidered with ancient symbols of the Jedi Order, caught the faint light, casting shadows that danced on the walls. The air was cool and still, carrying with it the faint hum of the Force that permeated every facet of this secluded sanctuary.

Am, the enigmatic lightsaber smith and guardian of Jedi lore, had spent centuries on this asteroid, honing their craft and preserving the teachings of the Jedi. Today, however, something felt different. A ripple in the Force had drawn them to the entrance of the caverns, where they now stood, their senses attuned to the slightest disturbance.

As they walked deeper into the caverns, the crystals lining the walls shimmered with an ethereal light, reflecting the calm demeanor that belied Am's inner turmoil. The arrival of unexpected visitors was rare, and they were curious about the Force that led them here.