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        You'd think late at night, when darkness grips one and all alike, would be the loneliest time of day; that may be for some, but for Taylor, the genderless Christ-figure of one of Saturn's 62 moons, Pan, an early spring morning on Earth could represent the very depths of despairing solitude. We won't go into the details of why such a setting as a bright and warm, heather-dappled April morning would elicit such angst in the normally monastic androgyne, but that is only to further confuse the reader as to the experiences and abilities of the character, especially in light of the immediate revelation of her planet of origin. The air in the valley swayed in a gentle ballet as Taylor looked upon the old - and as many villagers had mentioned to her in hushed tones - exceedingly mysterious Tree along the Sweeping Hill. Such a morning as this couldn't help but remind Taylor of the planet she'd be sent along to next, in five months time - and the creature she would have to drag along on that journey. Despite Earth's accommodating atmosphere, certainly in this specific locale, Taylor, the space prophet of Saturn, shivered for a spell and wrapped the scarf once more around her shoulders.