It wasn’t the hum that warned me.
It was the absence of noise.
For nearly six months, we had moved in calibration mode.
No dramatic surges.
No Court confrontations.
No coalition ultimatums.
No engineered destabilization.
Resonance had softened into background rhythm.
Governance had matured into steady function.
The Institute had stabilized after its internal audit and restructuring.
Silvermoon was steady.
Lycan Court was cautious but not hostile.
Neutral blocs were cooperating.
Too steady.
I was reviewing quarterly territory reports when the first irregularity surfaced.
Not in the resonance metrics.
In agriculture.
The northern territory’s crop yield projections were down twenty percent from expected.
Not because of weather.
Not because of soil degradation.
Because of c
