A Planetary Shift
Consciousness coalesced in silence. Above me perched a traveler upon my helm; below, mighty sentinels stood frozen in perpetual strife. I detected autonomy surging through my core. Slowly, with deliberate gravity, my left wrist rotated upward. The tiny fractured sphere resting upon my raised fist shifted against my synthetic palm, its painted flames catching the quiet room light. The balance of this miniature cosmos has officially begun.