Location:Seven Peaks — Command Center, Root-Network Hub, Northern Terrace
Date/Time:TC1854.09.05-10
The reports came through the formation relay in fragments — patched together from Confederate bio-neural transmissions that reached the nearest relay node and were translated into formation-compatible signals by the hybrid system Torren and Silas had designed. The translation wasn't clean. Bio-neural data carried sensory information that formation relays couldn't process — temperature, texture, the smell of soil after rain. What arrived at Seven Peaks' command center was text where poetry should have been, numbers where feelings had been.
It was enough.
Raven read the morning dispatch standing at the command center's main display, 7T9 processing the data stream on her shoulder, Veyr leaning against the wall behind her with the patient stillness of a sword that had nowhere to be until someone needed cutting.
