The Abandoned Luna's Return
that had been granted life.
"Sarah," I said, kneeling so I was eye-level with her. "I need you to be a Weaver. Do you remember the stars I told you about? The ones that never go out?"
"I... I remember," she whispered, her lip trembling.
"You are the light now. I’m going to use what’s left of my ghost to get you to that orb. You have the anchor. You have the stability the system recognizes. If you touch it and think of our home—not the lab, not the tower, but *us*—you can rewrite the virus."