Chapter 10 · free to read
A tether needs a listener. The signal had told him that in his own corridor, for free, because it had not occurred to it that a listener could be a machine.
Forty light-hours from anywhere, Kestrel-9 began broadcasting to Kestrel-9.
Nine years of dead band, and the loudest thing in the Vashti Deep was now a listening post talking to itself on purpose.
For nineteen minutes, nothing on Kestrel-9 was spent. It was the first thing Corvin Yael had ever built that fought back on his behalf.
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