Preface

"Space is limitless

Space is the where of all things

Space is the fabric upon which all things rest

Space is the all-filament, easy to bend, but all but impossible to truly master

Space is the bedrock of all things, whose cracks and holes can destroy whole worlds

Space is the ocean whose waves reach all wheres and whens

Space obeys few, and masters so many

And now it has a new mistress, a witch to command it, to use it's fury against evil.

A free spirit, a roamer of the stars and dancer of the cosmos

A maiden of hair as black as the void and eyes as green as the crystal that gives her her name

With the fires of the Green sun coursing through her and blood of the fabric of space