In The Beginning  

The air felt heavy with knowledge and secrets that had been buried here long before science and technology had claimed the world above. I felt like an interloper, like someone who shouldn't be here, no matter what the phantoms told me.

I was still trying to wrap my head around what was going on and why the phantoms were so convinced that I was at the heart of the matter.

I had nothing to do with this planet, before or after, and I didn't know if I really wanted anything to do with it.

That was a lie. If I was going to make this my home, I was going to have to save it first.

Right. Time to get to work.

Ba'dqeel came to a stop behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist as I stared forward. "It's older than anything I've ever seen. The fact that things aren't built of red or silver tells me that it was built a long time before we wrote down our history."