Mira stepped forward, heart racing. “We need the —the original recording of humanity’s first attempt to seed the stars. It’s said to be stored in the Core.”
When they finally reached the safe zone, the gathered, eyes wide with awe. Mira placed the Quantum Cradle on the central altar, and the Chronicle’s story unfolded for everyone: the first breath of humanity’s dream, the determination to reach the stars, the fragile beauty of hope.
Jax frowned. “Ir‑Better?”