fanfiction- star wars:To Taste, To Speak by virdant

Summary:
But the Force is everywhere, and every one of the Jedi, from the younglings in the creche, to the old retired Masters, speak the same language. They learn it at the crechemaster’s knees, the shape of the language. They learn the patterns of Basic: the sounds that make up each word and phrase and sentence. They learn the patterns of Galactic Standard Sign: the shapes that make up each word and phrase and sentence. And they learn the patterns of their own language: the ebb and flow of the Force that make up each word and phrase and sentence. When they stand, as initiates, as Jedi, they do not need to speak with their mouths, do not need to speak with their hands.

Luminous beings, we are, Master Yoda says. And they are: so much more than their physical shells.

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There are thousands of different species, with different languages and voices and hands, but what all Jedi have in common is the Force, and with the Force, they have language.