The Abandoned Luna's Return
of our love.
The golden "Beacon" on my skin turned into a blinding, violet-white fire. I felt my consciousness expanding, touching every server, every "Hollow," every violet tree in the forest. I felt Silas beside me, his soul a dark, protective shadow that wrapped around my flickering light.
"We're doing it!" I screamed, but I couldn't hear my own voice. I was becoming the "Sound" itself.
The "Liquidation" was reversing. The atoms were being "Un-Tagged." The golden sky was being pulled back into the Zero-Point, the "Paywall" dissolving into a shower of harmless pixels.