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Mira’s old broadcasts became a manual of conduct rather than a sequence of directives. Aria learned that the moons responded best to small, human-scale transmissions: soft singing, whispered confessions, the crisp sound of paper turning, the weight of a hand on someone’s shoulder. Large, performative displays did nothing. A stadium filled with drone-hunters once attempted to trigger a message by synchronizing 10,000 cellphones; the moons blinked once and turned away, offended. “You’ll know them by their imperfections,” Mira said