Elias reads the ship’s “map” like a confession—ritual math bent out of true, a choir half a beat behind its conductor. Inquisitor Varra wants results, the confessor wants a pyre, and a red-robed magos hears the first honest note he’s heard in years. One correction pulls a death-line off a storm of micrometeors; one catechism answer brands Elias a heretic in a cathedral of steel. Drafted as a “conditional asset,” bound by rules and watched by bells, he’s asked for a seed—a way to teach men who worship clocks how to count without them. If truth can keep a ship alive, it might also start a war. Third bell is coming. So is the next question: What do you hold when every idol demands your amen?Reformed Theologian GPT: https://chat.openai.com/g/g-XXwzX1gnv-reformed-theologianhttps://buymeacoffee.com/edi2730

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