Location:Seven Peaks — Bryn's Garden, Shen Wuyan's Study, Eastern Wall
Date/Time:TC1855.06.05-06
The guardian spoke on the morning of the fifth, and the mountain listened.
Raven felt it through Sylvara's roots before anyone told her — a deep, sustained vibration that traveled through the formation network like a note struck on an instrument too large to see. Not sound. Not spiritual energy. Something older, running through channels that predated the formation web, predated Sylvara, predated the settlement itself. The bedrock carrying a signal that the living stone beneath it had been holding for longer than anyone on this mountain had been alive.
She was in the command center when the pulse hit. Marcus looked up from his logistics board. Silas froze mid-calibration. Even Thorne, who processed the world through threat assessment and security protocols, turned toward the south with the instinct of a man who'd felt the ground change beneath his feet.
