Chapter 72 Chapter 72

The "Seed" Lily had given me didn't stay in my palm. By the second morning of Year One, it had burrowed through the floorboards of our stone house, seeking the bedrock. But it didn't grow a tree. It grew a Transceiver.

​A stalk of translucent, glass-like fiber optics sprouted from the floor, pulsin...

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