"It’s coming from the asteroid," reported Kael, the ship’s linguist and pulse-analyst. "But Elias, it’s not bouncing off the rock. It’s coming from it. The interior is hollow, and something inside is singing."
At the center stood a single pedestal holding a sphere of liquid light. From Space
As Elias approached, the sphere rippled. A voice—not a sound, but a memory—bloomed in his mind. It wasn't a warning or a greeting. It was a . "It’s coming from the asteroid," reported Kael, the