“I've been a fool and I'm sorry,” Raven started. “Running around like a sapling on its first mission, getting lost in a box of old junk and forgetting the first principles of the weave.”
He paused for a moment, head down, before continuing.
“It is easy for my kind to forget that people are not like us, not locked in a cold war to protect the Warp from the Weave. You are the middle ground: creatures of the Warp who power the Weave. And when you enter the Weave, you may do so as its rightful masters.”
