Fiat iustitia, ruat caelum

I'm a nomad - nowhere to call home, an alien everywhere, except in my dreams, where I blend with the bizarre, free from limit and paradox. I am a stranger in the illusion of space and time, a traveler between Source and Destiny. I am the air your sword cannot cut, the void that mutes your accusations, the resonance your scopes can not detect. I exist knowing that justice will be, though the heavens may fall.