The voice answered, softer now. “Because the Veil thins. The darkness that once threatened to consume all worlds is stirring. Only those who hear the song can stitch the rift.”
Back on the Eos , the crew gathered in the observation deck, watching the distant star system on the main screen. Where once there had been a single, dim point of light, now a brilliant, swirling vortex pulsed, its tendrils reaching outward, connecting to other systems. JUQ-473