++Yet Another Parallel Universe++
In all corners of the Emperor's Galaxy, Black Ships move back and forth, seeking out uncorrupted talent – psykers of both sex, young and untrained. These – when found – are collected upon the enormous craft and taken to Terra. There, they are mostly either soul-bound in a horrific ritual – or, much more commonly, sacrificed horribly. To those aboard the ships, this is the way of things – horrible, perhaps, but unavoidable and necessary. The only way in which the Imperium survives.
Martha was a passenger aboard one of these ships. She was sixteen years old, and came from a poor family. She was resigned to her fate already – merely praying to the Emperor of Mankind, as she was instructed.
It took her time to notice that the person on the bed next to her has been replaced – by a short, black-haired girl – or maybe woman – who did not seem to have a first name.
When Martha asked for her neighbor's name, she had already been sleeping in that bed for three days. She merely shrugged and answered: “Parkinson.â€
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