"Go right ahead, it's your planet. You get to name it and everything, it's in the regulations."

"Let's call it... Calinthea."

"Alright." Eva notes the name down. "Get back through that door, Aura's going to do terraforming in - " she checks her watch - "Four minutes."

"Alright!"

She steps back out the door and pops outside her little tent to watch.

On another plane entirely, in another girl's dream, she flies as a spirit along the connections of a great interconnecting web, lines lit up in white against a background of blackness. Falling into a mirror at the end of one of the connections, she wanders out into a gallery of marbles. She picks one up, glassy and grey-white. It shimmers beneath her touch, turns blue-green; and then she's falling into a forest of green and there are buildings rising from the snow; she scales a building and beckons and roses climb up its side, mark it, transform it, weave their roots into it... And then she's standing in front of a sad little tent and a brown-haired girl. She ruffles her hair affectionately and moves on. There is so much to do.

A wind passes and brushes her hair and she reaches up to wonder at it and suddenly the world is green and she's standing in a portal hub no different from the ones installed on Arcbright. It's quiet; nobody is here. An abandoned city in the middle of nowhere; but it's ready to begin receiving people. 

This will be the latest Half-Tamed world. People from all over the OTC's network will come here, refugees mostly. Perhaps from Cthonia, it's just now being cleared out. 

Hannah breaks out in a grin. 

She reaches into her pocket, pulls out her circlet of Intergalactic Teleport, and puts it back on her head. 

"I'm the queen of the universe!"

And I'm its goddess.

"See you, Aura."

See you, Hannah.