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... old table polished by hands that remembered harder centuries. No cameras. No streaming. Envoys wore field blacks instead of show colors. This wasn’t a treaty ceremony; this was a safety meeting that could change the shape of Earth’s sky.
Lyra opened with schedule and promise. Three pylons, two coastal, one mountain. First in forty-eight hours if weather allowed. Seven species would supply crews in rotation but Earth would own the anchors. No binding of mythical beasts. No cataloging peo ...
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