Elara watched it drift toward her, graceful as a spider’s thread. It touched her hull. And for the first time, she felt something akin to fear—and wonder.
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The engineers fed MOI3 a simple task: listen to a bustling market in Geneva and summarize the day’s mood. The machine opened its sensory arrays, capturing the hiss of espresso machines, the clatter of bicycle wheels, the low murmur of a protest chant in the distance. Within seconds it produced a poem: Elara watched it drift toward her, graceful as