April arrived across the Hudson Valley in a soft, misty drizzle that swelled the mountain creeks and washed the remaining salt crust from the flagstone terraces of Stony Point. By late morning, the cloud cover lifted slightly to reveal the Hudson flowing swift and dark below the bluff, its surface catching the pale emerald glow of early spring foliage along the Westchester shore. The damp air smelled of wet oak leaves, moss, and warm granite.
Inside the East Pavilion’s glass gallery, where radiant floor heating maintained a quiet, constant warmth, the atmosphere was focused and undisturbed. The central corridor had been arranged for the formal induction of the Supervisory Council—the five-person academic oversight body that would assume primary stewardship over the Nemesis Archive and its
