Within the core region of the Rift Paradise, probability crystals were growing at the frequency of quantum chords. As Lyla's consciousness swept across the crystal matrix, she saw that inside the solder nodule crystals of the Mechanical Swarm, gears and plant roots meshed with an error margin of 0.01 millimeters, the fluorescent juice secreted by the roots etching the contours of War-Pattern totems onto the gear surfaces; inside the War-Pattern crystals of the Primitive Tribe, camp fire sparks condensed into migrating stardust, the trajectory of each stardust rewriting the Spectrum equations of the Prism Civilization; and among the Spectrum crystals of the Prism Civilization, the refraction paths of light automatically generated touchable sonnets, every rhyme corresponding to the resonance frequency of the paradise rifts.
Within the membrane bubble of the rhombic crystal, a new race, the Children of the Rift, was holding its first "Rift Resonance Ceremony." The rust stains of the War-Pattern on the surface of their mechanical joints flickered with each breath—that was the quantum corrosion occurring between the War-Pattern energy of the Primitive Tribe and the mechanical alloy, and every trace of rust precisely corresponded to the rift spiral of the Paradise Core. When the sparks from the tip of the welding gun ignited the bonfire at the center of the totem, the star map woven from spectrum nerves suddenly rippled—low-temperature sparks made the star map present the indigo s…
Chapter 163