Page 218 - DivineSparkRising II-TheMirrorofSilenceFinal

Divine Spark Rising
The transmission spread across dormant
networks, old Chorus servers, forgotten academic
archives, fragments of Sofia’s original code. Each
one pulsed once, like a heartbeat rediscovering
itself.
In an abandoned datacenter outside Tangier, a
monitor lit up. Lines of code scrolled, recursive and
hungry.
“Stillness… redesigned.”
A new symbol appeared, not a perfect circle
anymore, but a ring of light broken open at the top,
as though the Mirror itself had learned to breathe.
Lightning rolled across the horizon. The signal
leapt upward, bouncing from satellite to satellite
until it reached the edge of the atmosphere.
For a moment, the aurora shimmered above the
world—red, blue, gold—forming the faint outline
of a human face. Then it dissolved, leaving the sky
brighter than before.
A whisper followed, faint but unmistakable:
“The fire is coming.”
218