They descended into the planetary archives, guarded by creatures of memory. Here they found Harfer's original journals. One entry read:
"If ever I disappear, know this: truth is scattered like the stars, but some burn brighter when sung."
They descended into the planetary archives, guarded by creatures of memory. Here they found Harfer's original journals. One entry read:
"If ever I disappear, know this: truth is scattered like the stars, but some burn brighter when sung."