My humming was no longer just a vibration in my vocal cords. It was a transmission.
As I opened my eyes, my vision was no longer fixed on the sandy shore, but on thousands of data streams dancing in the air, forming a grid of light that enveloped the world. Abandoned ships, the remnants of severed undersea cables, the faint radio waves from ancient sets in the interior. Everything was now connected to me. I was the central broadcasting station, and every nerve in my body was an antenna.
"Elian, stop!" Kael gripped my shoulders, his body trembling. "You're not yourself anymore. You're pulling all that data into your brain. You're going to burn out!"
I looked at Kael, and for a moment, I didn't see him as a human, but as a deeply beautiful and complex strand of melody. "I’m not pulling it
