We didn’t form Arcadeim—we followed the Signals.
Each of us—Veyr, Valeir, Halix, Ryev and Hylo—were pulled to the same place without knowing why. Deep within the woods, we found the Book. Symbols. Patterns. Meaning. Hylo dove with it in the lake and the water gave it voice. Not words, but resonance.
We didn’t translate it. We listened.
Now we turn those Signals into music.
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