The universe is far more vast than any mortal could come to understand, certainly that needs not to be explained, but even for those beings that exist outside of the material realm the space can be endless. To mortals, the universe is a great emptiness specked with bits of sand circling points of light. The land of the gods is a recent addition to their conscience. It is a terrifying place. Almost as terrifying is the interventions where the immortal souls of the immaterium spew out into real space… seemingly at random…

Seemingly…

The affairs of these immortals seem, to human eyes, chaotic, random, but such thought is only logical for such short-lived creatures with so ignorant a view. Even some of the most ancient masters of the galaxy, the Eldar, glance only at the tapestry of fate with dim vision, else they might have seen how the threads bunch at certain places…

…like how epic chains of events would entwine here. The Eldar call it Eld’anor H’juarosh, more of a descriptor than anything else. To the Imperium it would be Septimus Quadraticus Sistema IV Alpha-VII Principale.