the obsidian proxy
We had to be the most dangerous people on Earth so that, eventually, no one would have to be dangerous again.
The sound of a VTOL’s humming engines broke the coastal silence. Elias walked out to the landing pad as the sleek, white craft descended. The doors hissed open, and a young woman stepped out. She had Elias’s height and Julian’s thoughtful, calculating brow.
Elara embraced her mother, the smell of the city and high-altitude air clinging to her coat. "The world is quiet today, Mom," Elara said, pulling back to look at her. "The Baltic situation was resolved without a single kinetic engagement. We just... showed them the light. We made it impossible for their followers to believe the li