MEDIA VAULT
WHERE THE DROWNED STAR SINGS
Fragments, recordings, and forbidden relics from the archives of Raptoraem — interviews that never aired, songs that should’ve stayed buried, propaganda reels, and field transmissions recovered from the Pit.
Some of it’s truth. Some of it’s treason.
All of it sings when you listen too long.
♬ Audio // ☍ Video // ✒ Documents
VIDEO
VIDEO
Gnasher
Anatomy of a Storm.
Recorded from the outer struts during the Year 525 outbreak.
Atmospheric anomalies, magnetic interference, and sonic resonance patterns catalogued before the citywide blackout.
Surviving footage recovered from a bootlegged Keeper drone.
Relics of the Five Struts
Five fragments. Five recoveries.
Each object pulled from a different stratum of Raptoraem — stone, coal, silk, veils, and gold. Catalogued by the Synod before their clerics sealed the records.
Provenance uncertain. Power unresolved.
Six Scary Stories
Five Straits. One Pit. Six tales of the dark, the twisted, and the terrifying. Listen close. Try not to scream.
DISCLAIMER
This video contains flashing lights and strobing audio. If that hits you the wrong way, listen with care, or skip it entirely. Each tale is built on real-world urban myths and legends — from Dubai, Kuwait, Japan, Indonesia, Singapore, the U.S., and more — reshaped into the Raptoraem mythos.
No copyright infringement is intended. Only homage, and the thrill of retelling.
AUDIO
AUDIO
Raptoraem: The Contraband playlist
A curated descent through the moods of the Drowned Star — industrial hymns, rusted lullabies, and storm-breath instrumentals drawn from every Strut.
Members of the Contraband Network receive an invite link to add their own tracks — songs that feel like home when the power glitches.
MAWPIECE ROAR RECORDING
Reconstructed from collapsed-tier recordings and resonance traces found in the Pit.
The sound begins below hearing, then blooms into the full mechanical scream of the Mawpiece.
Part threat, part engine, all animal.
Reported effects: startled reflex, vertigo, freeze.
Use only in sound-proofed environments.
Netherkin Call
Sourced from contact mics lowered into the Root tier, this file documents the subsonic communication used by the Netherkin — the subterranean species who once dwelt beneath the Pit’s lowest strata. The recording captures a chorus of resonance rather than language: pressure shifts, harmonic throbs, and seismic murmurs rolling through stone.
Researchers noted that split-seconds after this sample was taken, a localized cave-in occurred across three shafts. Whether the call was warning, ritual, or reflex remains unknown.
“The Crunch” (Depth Pressure Phenomenon)
First logged by Solarium engineers during deep-vent maintenance, The Crunch refers to an anomalous pressure fluctuation recorded in the Pit’s lower atmosphere. Instruments detect a rapid oscillation between microbaric compression and vacuum, lasting approximately 300 seconds. The event distorts both mechanical sensors and human perception — sound warps, time elongates, and equilibrium falters.
Spectrographic analysis reveals faint harmonic clusters embedded within the noise floor, resembling vocal overtones or choral structures. While officially classified as Depth Pressure Phenomenon, unofficial field notes describe “chants, melodies and chimes” that sync to heartbeat tempo.
No source has been located.
“The Edict” (The Black Maw Memoir)
The “Edict of Illumination” was the Synod’s founding decree that legalized “reeducation” and sanctioned unions between Keepers and Refuhium women. Officially described as moral correction; in practice, cultural erasure and state-sponsored violation.
Audio Fragment 07 — Mordiger, Recollection
“They called it illumination. The night they came for my mother, the Keeper said she was chosen. Said she’d walk in light. All I remember is the sound of her screaming as they dragged her past the Vesper Gate.”
“That was the Synod’s gift to us. Salvation with the latch on the outside.”
Field Recordings of Raptoraem
Compiled from six authenticated sources across the city’s vertical strata, these recordings form the most complete acoustic map of Raptoraem to date. Each captures a distinct atmospheric signature, revealing how pressure, architecture, and human rhythm interact within the Drowned Star.
Documents
Documents
☀✠ THE Keeper’s Oath ✠☀
Issued by Solarium’s Synod Directorate post-Sundering, the Oath of the Keepers formalized obedience as faith. Each verse invokes one of the state-sanctioned deities—Dominus Triumphalis, Perfectio Immortalis, Ignatus, Quietus, and Sol Invictor—stripped of their former flesh and flame. To swear it is to surrender will, tongue, and conscience to the Sun Absolute.
What began as a civic pledge became a weaponized creed: the voice of empire echoing through the masks of its enforcers, binding a city to its conquerors beneath the promise that ALL SHADOWS FALL.
❦ Oath of the Keepers of Light ❦
Issued by the Synod Directorate for Moral & Civic Order
Motto of Solarium: ALL SHADOWS FALL
I swear before Dominus Triumphalis, who grants victory unmarred by blood,
that I shall break rebellion before it blooms,
and hold the line between discipline and decay.
I swear before Perfectio Immortalis, whose beauty knows no blemish,
that I shall keep my body and mind free of vice,
and scour indulgence from those who dwell in shadow.
I swear before Ignatus the Unyielding Flame,
that I shall burn corruption wherever it festers,
cleanse the ruins of heresy,
and leave no ash unmeasured.
I swear before Quietus the Silent One,
that I shall guard every gate of the city,
speak only with sanctioned tongue,
and permit no passage for the faithless or the unclean.
I swear before Sol Invictor, the Sun Absolute,
that I shall weave no web but His,
and sever the threads of those who would bind themselves to false gods.
I shall suppress dissent, silence rebellion, and shield the realm of light.
I shall bear the mark of obedience without hesitation,
and carry Solarium’s justice into every unlit quarter.
For commerce is faith, and faith is order.
For obedience is mercy, and mercy is light.
Thus do I vow, in the sight of the Synod and beneath the Sun’s eternal gaze—
❮ ALL SHADOWS FALL ❯
Filed under: Keeper Corps / Civic Enforcement / Solarian Orthodoxy
Unauthorized reproduction punishable by ecclesial sanction.
☀✠ Edict of Illumination ✠☀
Ratified by the Synod of Solarium to promote moral correction and civic harmony. Authorizes Keeper-led reeducation programs within the Drowned Star Territory. Sanctifies lawful unions between Keepers and Raptoraem women for the purpose of spiritual integration.
Later cited by Raptoraem’s Free Council as the original sin that justified independence.
Keeper Directorate for Integration & Moral Reform — Year 1 Solarchate
Let the women of the Drowned Star be gathered into sanctuaries of learning,
that they may be washed of errant customs and re-aligned to the solar rhythm.
A Keeper may claim stewardship over one such woman for guidance and protection,
provided he offers proof of faith and civic standing.
Through these unions the sundered city shall be healed,
and the generations born thereof shall bear no memory of division.
Light does not conquer; it corrects.
(Archivist’s note: Ratified unanimously by the Synod Council.)
Nothing beats a good scalpel and a barrelful of severed cocks. Balance restored.*
PROHIBITED MATERIAL // READ AT YOUR OWN RISK 𓂏
☀✠ Edict of The Cull ✠☀
Issued during the zenith of Solarium’s dominion, The Cull marks the first sanctioned campaign against the Netherkin—creatures deemed “tainted by submersion” and unfit for the light.
The edict called for citizens to join the Sunward Ranks under the doctrine of radiant order, casting extermination as civic virtue. Distributed through Keeper outposts, the pamphlet wrapped massacre in hymnal bureaucracy.
☩ THE SYNODIC REGISTER ☩
PUBLIC EDICT NO. 47 — ⚒ THE CULLING OF THE UNCLEANSED
Call to the Sunward Ranks
✶ RISE • CLEANSE • RENEW ✶
The Sun Commands. The Synod Compels.
Answer the clarion. March for Solarium.
Report to your muster.
☀ THE DOCTRINE
Solarium is a living machine. It will not be clogged with rot.
Where shadow spreads, the Sun’s hand must cut.
This is not slaughter — it is sanctification.
The Cull is a sacrament. Those who serve the Sunward Ranks carry light into pockets of decay. The Synod calls for fire, for cordon and purge, for resolute hands to prune what would rot the whole.
⚚ HYMN OF DUTY
“By the Sun we see.
By the Sun we serve.
By the Sun we shine.”
⚖ WHO MARCHES
All registered persons aged 10–55 are summoned.
Keepers, laborers, merchants’ sons — the Sun does not choose by title. It chooses by obedience.
Exemptions are rare: Proctorial offices, Keeper Lifers, certified Synodologists. Those claiming exemption must appear before the Synod Marshal within 48 hours. Failure to present is silence of complicity.
☠ NONCOMPLIANCE = APOSTASY
Ledger of Shadows awaits the faithless.
⚒ MANNER OF ENLISTMENT
Registration Points:
☀ Vesper Gate • ☀ North Keep Outpost • ☀ South Keep Outpost
Bring:
Helio-ID • Rations Card • Proof of Domicile (or two witnesses)
Process:
✶ Sun-Cleansing Inspection
⚙ Assignment → Purge Guard / Flamewatch / Chain-Line / Reclamation
✋ Oath Recitation
⚑ Regalia Issued — Sunband, Muster Token, Rank Stitch
Cadence: Twice-weekly roll calls • Nightly patrols during cycle windows
✠ THE OATH
Let the record show: I stand in the light.
I renounce the rot that hides in shadow.
I bind my hand to the Synod and my breath to the Sun.
Where I walk, no corruption shall root.
Where I stand, order shall hold.
By the Radiant Law, I cut, I carry, I cleanse.
⸙ Sign / Thumbprint / Helio-Seal
⚜ BOUNTIES • RANKS • REWARDS
I — Initiate: 1-month ration uplift
II — Sunrider: Housing priority
III — Lancer of the Array: Public inscription of name
IV — Justiciar of the Gate: Land grant + Festival honors
Incentives:
☀ Family ration priority • ☀ Land allotment (>2 cycles) • ☀ Registry honors • ☀ Confiscated goods redistribution
⚔ PENALTIES
Refusal is Treason to the Commonwealth.
⛓ Immediate Sequestration • ⛓ Public Deranking • ⛓ Asset Seizure • ⛓ Placement on Ledger of Shadows
Appeal Window: 3 days only — filing does not grant reprieve.
⛧ FOR THE SUN • FOR SOLARIUM ⛧
By Order of the Synod — Radiant Body of Public Order
(☀ ALL SHADOWS FALL ☀)
✠☀ Edict on the sanctity of red ✠☀
Issued during the height of Solarium’s chromatic hierarchy, The Edict on the Sanctity of Red redefined faith itself as a monopoly of color. Declaring crimson “the blood of the Sun,” the Synod seized all Refugium murex grounds—sea-snails whose ichor produced the empire’s coveted dye.
From that day, red ceased to be a color and became a privilege: the vestment of Proctors, the mark of keepers, the forbidden flame of the divine. To wear it without sanction was blasphemy. To trade it was treason.
The decree bled through commerce, worship, and skin alike—until the Pit learned to make its own red.
☩ THE SYNODIC REGISTER ☩
PUBLIC EDICT NO. 72 — ⛭ ON THE SANCTITY OF RED
Issued under the Radiant Doctrine of Hierarchic Color
✴ THE BLOOD OF THE SUN IS NOT FOR THE COMMON VEIN ✴
Let it be written: Red is sacred.
Red is the hue of divine circulation — the pulse of the Synod itself.
Henceforth, no mortal may wear, weave, paint, or trade in crimson without ecclesial sanction.
For red belongs to the Throne, and through it, the Sun speaks.
☀ THE THEOLOGY OF COLOR
Among all wavelengths of the holy spectrum, only red bleeds.
It is the first light born of flame, and the last to fade in darkness.
To display it without consecration is to mimic the Sun’s own wound.
This offense shall be judged as Imitative Blasphemy.
✦ SLOGAN: Only the Ordained May Burn.
⛭ THE HAMMERLOCK UPON THE MUREX
The Synod decrees the immediate seizure of all Refugium Murex breeding grounds.
These sea-snails, whose ichor births the dye called Imperial Carmine, are henceforth divine property.
Their collection, crushing, or sale by unsanctioned hands constitutes Desecration of the Blood.
All dye works, vats, and merchant guilds dealing in the pigment shall fall under
the administration of the Office of Chromatic Sanctity.
Exports are to bear the Solar Seal in red wax; domestic buyers must hold
a valid Crimson Dispensation certified by two Keepers.
Any unregistered vessel bearing stains of Murex dye will be scuttled.
Crews shall be marked for Spectral Labor.
✶ THE CREED OF SACRED PIGMENT
I bleed in the Sun’s name.
I do not counterfeit His light.
I bear no crimson save that which He grants.
I serve the Radiant Order with unpainted hands.
May my garments pale before His glory.
⸙ Sign / Thumbprint / Helio-Seal
⚖ PENALTIES
☠ Unauthorized possession of red cloth, dye, or iconography — confiscation and branding.
☠ Manufacture or trade in Carmine without license — seizure of assets, exile to the Deadlands.
☠ Display of red by non-ordained persons — scourging beneath the Solar Arch.
Appeal Window: None. The color itself testifies.
⛧ BLOOD IS PRAYER MADE VISIBLE ⛧
By Decree of the Synod — Office of Chromatic Sanctity
(☀ ALL SHADOWS FALL ☀)
✠☀ Pamphlet on the Heliometer ✠☀
Unveiled beneath Solarium’s blazing banners at the Festival of Radiance, the Heliometer was hailed as a miracle of discipline — a solar-linked timekeeper that promised to align every heartbeat with the will of the Sun. Marketed as “efficiency without strain,” it tunes the laborer’s focus, the scholar’s rhythm, and the soldier’s vigilance into one unbroken cadence of obedience.
To the Synod, it is a civic gift — proof that light governs all.
To those who know its origins, it is something else entirely: a Veil-powered leash that ticks in perfect time with the empire’s pulse.
☉ The Heliometer ☉
“Measure Your Best Hours.”
Presented with full ceremony at the Festival of Radiance, the Heliometer embodies the union of faith, science, and civic precision. Installed atop the Grand Quadrivium, its solar-linked disc turns not only with the Sun, but with the synchronized heartbeat of Solarium itself.
Commissioned by Proctors Harald Brandt, Marie Vogt, and Aurea Pallas, the device was hailed as a gift of equilibrium — the promise of life without waste, rhythm without resistance, and devotion without delay.
☉ A GIFT TO THE PEOPLE ☉
Designed for every citizen — soldier, scholar, artisan, and administrator alike — the Heliometer brings light to labor. By attuning daily cycles to the Solar Arc, it ensures that every task unfolds in divine harmony with the day.
Efficiency Without Strain. Each calibrated interval stretches moments of focus and compresses distraction. Workflows become seamless; decision fatigue fades; productivity ascends to the rhythm of the Sun.
Factories hum. Study halls thrive. Command centers gleam with perfect synchronicity.
No wasted hour. No misaligned breath.
☉ A TESTAMENT TO SOLAR ORDER ☉
Endorsed by the Synod Directorate as a Public Miracle, the Heliometer symbolizes Solarium’s victory over chaos and fatigue. Where darkness once wasted hours, now light refines them.
Each dial. Each gleam. Each turning shadow.
A reflection of divine precision — proof that time, when sanctified, serves the greater good.
☉ COMMISSIONED IN LIGHT ☉
Harald Brandt — Proctor of Infrastructure and Strategic Design
Marie Vogt — Proctor of Scientific Inquiry and Academic Purity
Aurea Pallas — Proctor of Commerce and Concord
Through their stewardship, the ancient principles of Imperium engineering have been reborn as instruments of faith and order. The Heliometer stands as Solarium’s triumph over entropy — the proof that even time may kneel before the Sun.
“Measure Your Best Hours — and give them gladly.”
Official Release: Synod Press Bureau, Festival of Radiance
In accordance with Solarian Law §44 — All Shadows Fall
☀✠ THE CULL-Boy’s FIELD GUIDE ✠☀
What began as a soldier’s handbook became a blueprint for mass-salaughter and state-sanctioned child-conspition. The Cull Boys Field Guide instructed children on identifying Netherkin traits, tracking them through tunnels, and “sanitizing” the scenes of carnage in their aftermath.
☩ PIT FOREMAN’S GUILD ☩
FIELD GUIDE No. 6 • 𓂏
✶ 𓂏 ✶
⸸ FIELD GUIDE No. 6 ⸸
On the Netherkin and Their Remnants
Issued by the Pit Foreman’s Guild — Year 182 After Sundering
FOR INTERNAL USE ONLY — DESTRUCTION ON DISCOVERY 𓂏
⛏ ⟱ ⛓ ⟟ ⛓ ⟱ ⛏
SECTION I · IDENTIFICATION
The Netherkin (“Deep-Bloods”) are a subterranean species once native to the understrata of Refugium.
Though nearly exterminated, rare survivors and their half-blood descendants persist.
Distinguishing Features
- Height: 7–8 ft in natural stance
- Skin: Pale stone-grey, often striated
- Eyes: Reflective in low light; bright red
- Breath: Slow, shallow; capable of long apnea
- Voice: Subsonic hums — if the hair on your arms rises, you are being measured
- Blood: Crystallizes on exposure to air (gloves only)
SECTION II · THREAT PROFILE
- Avoid engaging in tight spaces — their reach exceeds expected limb length.
- Head or spine shots are most effective; chest shots may miss vital organs.
- Do not follow into unlit tunnels without rope tether and second watchman.
- Wounded Netherkin emit fine dust that burns lungs and eyes (Cull-Crews clear first).
SECTION III · HALF-BLOOD INDICATORS
(For bounty purposes only — see Guild Office for current rates)
- Eyes catch light unnaturally in dark rooms.
- Marble-like veining at collarbones and wrists.
- Instinctive navigation in total darkness.
- Knack for tuning metal or stone by ear.
Note: Half-bloods are fertile with human women; offspring may be claimed as Guild property under select jurisdictions.
SECTION IV · ASSIGNED POST-CULL DUTIES FOR MINORS
(Per Foreman’s Order 4B — “Appropriate Use of Youth Labor”)
1. Tunnel Runners — Small enough for bleed vents. Retrieve ear cartilage or skull fragments as proof of kill. Pay per piece.
2. Carcass Strippers — Cut luminous cartilage, nails, and ore-veined teeth. Use Guild-issued masks; discard after two shifts.
3. Smoke Scrapers — Scrape “death smoke” resin from rock. Burn out with lye and oil if it cakes. Never work more than two bells without fresh air.
4. Bait Runners — Carry trinkets or bones to draw survivors toward ambush. Move fast; scream if sighted. Survivability not guaranteed.
5. Echo Lures — Repeat taught calls with vented jawpieces. Do not improvise — old songlines may summon others.
SECTION V · DISPOSAL
- Burn all bodies immediately; bury ash in sealed pit.
- Keep relics for Guild inspection before resale.
- Report any song or hum heard after burning — indicates survivors.
Foreman’s Note
The work is ugly, but the ore won’t fetch itself.
Do your part. Bring back what’s asked. Don’t look them in the eyes.
If you dream of their songs, drink salt water before bed.
⟦ Circulation: Crew Leads Only — Return After Use ⟧ 𓂏
Unauthorized possession will be flagged. Destruction on discovery ⸸
𓂏⛧ THE MAWPIECE Dossier ⛧𓂏
Once a Solarium invention built to terrify the Netherkin, the Mawpiece became Raptoraem’s voice. Forged from titanium and trauma, it turned sound itself into a weapon—its subharmonic roar capable of cracking glass or scattering crowds.
Reforged by Erik Mordiger into the iron jaw that ruled the Pit, it’s more than armor—it is a symbol of self-dominion. The muzzled mouth that bit back.
✠ ARCHIVAL DOSSIER: THE MAWPIECE ✠
Artifact No. 44-R | Post-Cull Relic
Designation: Artifact No. 44-R / Post-Cull Relic
Compiled by: Archivist B. Goode
Date of Entry: Cycle 619 A.S. (After Sundering)
Recovered From: The Pit, Tier V
☩ I. CLASSIFICATION ☩
Type: Military Relic / Respiratory Weapon / Symbol of Dominion
Era of Origin: The Cull — Final Campaigns of Imperium–Solarium Subjugation
Primary Custodian (Historic): First Consul Erik Mordiger, “The Black Maw”
Known Aliases: The Maw’s Bite, The Mawpiece, Cullpiece
† II. DESIGN & FUNCTION †
The artifact known as the Mawpiece originated in the Solarium Culling Campaigns, when pit soldiers were dispatched to purge the mines of what the Synod termed “unfit matter”—the Netherkin, and any who refused the solar yoke.
Constructed of titanium-molybdenum alloy with an embedded resonant vox chamber, the mask weaponized the human voice. Its wearers could project modulated frequencies that ruptured bone, soft tissue, and inner-ear membranes—an efficient solution to the problem of insurgents hiding in tunnels where fire and light could not reach.
The Netherkin, creatures whose bodies were tuned to seismic frequencies, suffered most. Whole warrens collapsed from the weapon’s scream. Black ichor seeped from fissures in the stone for months afterward.
The engineers of Solarium called it progress.
Those below called it The Howl.
When the Cull ended, hundreds of discarded units littered the slag-fields. Scavenger children of Refugium—those later known as the Pitbound—found and repurposed them. The Mawpiece’s secondary filters, built to strain toxic gases and Umbra motes, became the first true respirators of the mines.
Children wore them to survive collapses, to crawl through suffocating shafts, or to die with some small protection between them and the dark.
Most never resurfaced.
Those who did kept the grille as a trophy.
‡ III. MORDIGER’S RECONSTRUCTION ‡
Decades later, Erik Mordiger—a child of those same mines—reforged one such relic. His personal Mawpiece was tempered to armor-grade resilience, a hybrid of steel and scar tissue. Contemporary accounts insist it could bite through a firearm’s barrel.
Its jaw was fitted with mechanical fangs that locked into the cybernetic mandible beneath, forming a sealed respirator capable of withstanding flood, gas, or riot. Within the vox chamber, modulators deepened his voice to a subharmonic growl that carried through concrete and nerve alike.
In the echoing tiers of the Pit, that sound became law. Witnesses wrote that you felt his voice before you heard it—a pressure in the lungs, a vibration in the teeth.
“A man’s voice carries authority. A monster’s? Inevitability.”
— Fragment, Interview Archives
✚ IV. TACTICAL & PSYCHOLOGICAL IMPACT ✚
By the revolution’s later phase, Mordiger’s blackguards all bore simplified derivatives—steel-jawed respirators etched with the 𓂏 sigil. The hiss of their filters became the anthem of the Raptors: order enforced through terror.
Citizens learned to scatter at the faintest rasp. Rival gangs dubbed the sound The Iron Breath. Solarium intelligence named it Subharmonic Dread Propagation.
Records from the Siege of Independence describe the opening volley of the uprising not as artillery, but as the synchronized exhalation of a hundred Mawpieces—a chorus of reclaimed weaponry that rolled like thunder through the city grid. The oppressor’s howl had become the insurgent’s war cry.
☩ V. CULTURAL LEGACY ☩
After sovereignty, the Mawpiece shed its singular ownership. Within Raptoraem, it came to embody the paradox of survival itself: protection through predation. Sculptors carved its silhouette into cathedral doors. Street children imitated its rasp in games.
In Solarium’s histories, it remains a symbol of rebellion—an artifact of shame best forgotten.
In the Pit, it is both curse and crown.
Some say it speaks still: the voice of the voiceless, transmuted into iron.
Others remind us that before Raptoraem learned to speak, it learned to bite.
⸸ VI. STATUS ⸸
Condition: Operational; calibrated monthly under restricted access by Dr. Husk.
Custody: Housed in the private armory of the Black Maw, Tier II Canines District.
Hazard Rating: Class III — Psychoacoustic resonance weapon; use by untrained personnel prohibited.
Cultural Sensitivity Warning: Object represents both trauma and triumph; display only with contextual curation.
“The Mawpiece stands as proof of Solarium’s cruelty and Raptoraem’s inheritance.
A tool of extermination became the mouth of a nation.”
⁂ Archivum Ferrum | Raptoraem Free University Archives ⁂
⚔⛧The Declaration of Independence ⛧⚔
A banned communiqué now residing in Raptoraem’s civic hall. Framed as an official decree but written in the cadence of fury, it marks the moment Raptoraem tore itself free from Solarium’s empire.
Filed under: “Treasonous Correspondence, Year 533 AS”
By decree of the Free Council and the voice of its citizens,
Raptoraem severs all subordination to Solarium and the Synod of the Sun.
We were the ore that built their engines, the lungs that breathed their smog,
the hands that hauled their sanctity from the mud.
They called it stewardship.
We called it servitude.
When plague struck, the Gate closed.
When famine struck, they taxed the dead.
When we asked for light, they gave sermons.
When we answered back, they sent Keepers.
Henceforth, the sovereignty of Raptoraem resides solely in the hands of its people.
No tribute will be paid. No decree obeyed. No Keeper suffered within our walls.
The resources of our soil—ore, gold, and gems—are claimed by Raptoraem.
Any Solarian landing will be met as invasion.
Any Keeper crossing the Gate will not return through it.
We extend no apology for our survival.
We extend no appeal for recognition.
History will not record our freedom as granted.
It will record it as taken.
(handwritten addition, later ink)
And if it forgets—
we’ll remind it.