of all of those who Theodora the last rogue trader left after her untimely demise there wasn't one as extravagant and yet openly saddened than the unsanctioned psyker of the ship, protected by being under the wing of the trader she casts and listens to the voices of beyond the Vail between the materium and the warp

In the future I see a dense black yet followed by thousands of voices in joy, is it the celebration of a unbelievable victory or the clamor of those who the ruinous powers embrace?