*a small, ghostly ship pulls away from the shadows, taking form in the flashes of lightning in the storm above. One spectacular flash illuminates a scratched hull with a dark, roughly painted name..."Crystalis."*
*the lone figure within the shell, a slight woman, watches her monitors. The green light eminating casts garish shadows beneath her golden eyes as a small smile crosses her lips.*
*She whispers into the lonely darkness...*
"I'm coming home."
