My feet touch the ground again. They touch Earth. My journey had been long and extensive. I have learned much more than I bargained for and my place in this grand cosmic tale I was born into. I have seen horrors and what they will inflict on others forthcoming. I was greeted by faces all too familiar, speaking in riddles to which I know the answer. "By the pricking of our thumbs, something wicked this way comes." Someone is coming. I know not what blade they will wield, or what life they will have ahead of them. However, I do know this. Their name is Lucas and he will bring about our revelations and reprisal.