Comm Temple

I reach the temple and speak. “My Lord bids me to message Terra.”

A masked Comm priestess emerges from a curtain of wires. “May your passcode be true.”

“Alpha, alpha, 62. Blessed be the Network.”

“And long may it online!” she nods. “Begin transmission.”

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