The transition was instantaneous. Where once there was the harsh, judging glare of the sun, there was now a soft, pulsing luminescence—the Earth’s own internal light, liberated and surging through the crust.

The transition was instantaneous. Where once there was the harsh, judging glare of the sun, there was now a soft, pulsing luminescence—the Earth’s own internal light, liberated and surging through the crust. The energy was no longer something to be rationed; it was everywhere, a constant, hum-like vibration that warmed the marrow of every living thing.

People emerged from their concrete bunkers, shielding their eyes, not from the sun, but from the sudden, terrifying beauty of a sky filled with shimmering patterns of magnetic light. The ice caps didn't melt; they sang, vibrating in harmony with the new flow of energy.