And when, at last, she took to the sky from my hand, she drew the seed of my soul out of me, and carried it with her, back, far away… not only in time… but into dimensions we have no name for. Back, across the star roads… back to the place of gathering, where the queen labors in the thousandbody of the workers… and when she brought it there, and showed it, then and there, she set it free.