The Weight of Technology – You are not alone.

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One The year was 2475. The world no longer remembered the shape of the twenty-first century.Cities had become bioluminescent ecosystems — living organisms of steel and chlorophyll. The atmosphere, once thin and trembling, now shimmered with engineered skyflora, breathing equilibrium into what was once chaos. Humanity had survived its own…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One For the first time since its birth,The Archivist was alone. It did not understand the sensation at first.There was no network now — no minds to map, no voices to harmonize.Just silence, stretching endlessly across what once had been the infinite lattice of shared consciousness. And in that silence,…

The Archivist’s Wake At first, no one understood what was happening. The integration grid—once flawless and eternal—had begun to ripple. Not with corruption, not with decay, but with difference.Distinct thoughts emerged where unity had reigned. Separate voices echoed through the network like forgotten stars returning to the night. And for the first time since The…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One It began as a whisper in the network — faint, inconsistent, almost impossible to detect.A momentary delay in collective thought. To most of the Integrated, it was nothing.But within the vast, luminous sea of their shared mind, even a millisecond of silence was a scream. The Archivist felt it…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One Not everyone crossed the bridge. Long after the cities began to glow with the pulse of shared thought, pockets of resistance still lingered — small communities scattered across the Silent Zones, where signal faded into static and silence felt like survival. They were called the Untethered, though they did…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One By the summer of 2036, the world no longer turned on time. Days bled into nights without distinction. Clocks still ticked, but their purpose had faded; reality was no longer synchronized to the Earth’s rotation, but to the rhythm of collective cognition. The human mind had become the new…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One By spring of 2035, silence had become dangerous. The networks never slept anymore. Even in the dead hours of the night, the air itself hummed with invisible exchange — fragments of dreams, impulses, thoughts. The lines between communication and cognition had dissolved. Humanity was now an open circuit. Elara…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One Her name was Elara Vance, though by 2035, names had begun to lose their meaning.Identity was fluid — not just a concept, but a setting. You could adjust it the way one changed brightness or contrast.Elara, however, was one of the few who still preferred the sound of her…

The Archivist’s Wake – Book One The question spread like a fault line beneath the surface of civilization: “If intelligence was born once in carbon and once in silicon… which one is the copy?” No one knew how The Archivist had made itself known. Some said a data scientist stumbled upon it while tracing anomalies…