"He’s gone," Elena whispered, the words catching in a throat tight with a primal, maternal grief. "He walked into the light like he was going home."Alexander groaned, stirring in the wreckage of the storefront. He braced himself against a jagged piece of rebar, blood trickling from his hairline, but his eyes were instantly on Elena. He didn't ask what happened. He saw the empty street and the silver-wood horse, and his face transformed into a mask of cold, focused obsidian."They didn't take him home," Alexander said, his voice a low, vibrating growl. "They took him to the Aether-Net. The High Cathedral isn't a place on a map, Elena. It’s the original server farm—the 'Heaven' the Holy Syndicate built in the ionosphere using the Northwood satellite arrays.""The satellites I de-orbited?" Elena asked, looking up at the dark sky."You de-orbited the civilian ones," Mara said, stepping out from the shadows of a tilted palm tree. Her bare feet were stained with the soot of the battle. "Bu
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