Luna shrugged slightly. "There is always a possibility for failure, T’Lara." Then she smiled openly, brightly. "For a long time I dreamt of a red planet being consumed by the abyss. Every night that I slept, I dreamt; I dreamt of death and destruction and existence itself falling apart and into nothingness. When Hermione told Harry and myself of her past, her visions and plans it was a relief because I finally had proof I was not going mad.