From a world beyond the mortal and faerie realms, a Golden Lady stood surrounded by mist; soft, white mist that parted like a veil before her as she passed through, and closed softly again. Images swirled within that whiteness, reflections of two worlds. Worlds full of color, and pleasure, and pain, and joy, and sorrow, hate, friendship, love...all mixing together and existing together, the good with the bad, in the type of existence only Life could give.

Catherine looked upon those two worlds, seeing the new bonds of Life that she had helped to form between them, and smiled.