Chapter 63: Final Coordination Meeting (1)
The command hall of Hope's Refuge felt different that morning, it was brimming with excitement and enthusiasm.
The walls still glowed with the same polished silver hue, and the floor still thrummed with the soft pulse of the space's energy veins — but now there was something alive beneath it. A low, rhythmic vibration, steady and complete, like the heartbeat of a sleeping giant finally at peace.
Astra Haven was finished.
No more flashing alerts, no more repair schedules or unfinished blueprints; the last scaffolds had been dismantled two days ago, and the systems had synchronized into a single, perfect rhythm. For the first time (not), the hall was quiet — not empty, but full of the kind of silence that came after long, unrelenting work. The silence of arrival.
