1950 FC (≈ 2025 CE) Zael ran until the alarms became part of the undercity’s ambient hum. The tunnels changed beneath his feet — from service corridors to older arteries, stone giving way to brick, brick to carved channels whose craftsmanship belonged to hands that had never imagined Fluxian harmonics. The air grew warmer and more stale, threaded with faint …
1950 FC (≈ 2025 CE) Liora had stayed behind. Someone had to remain visible long enough to slow the inevitable. The passage narrowed quickly. Zael ran with one hand skimming the stone wall, letting the roughness orient him in the dark. The air was colder here, heavier with moisture and old metal. Behind him, the vault door’s alarm faded into …
1950 FC (≈ 2025 CE) The oldest part of Luminara wasn’t marked by age so much as by refusal. Above, the city evolved without nostalgia — glass, bio-ceramic, light, and adaptive stone. Below, under the places tourists still photographed and scholars still invoked, the foundations remained stubbornly literal. Not relics. Not monuments. Substructure. Zael followed Dr. Liora Lytton through a narrow passage …