● // containment status: pressurised
One mouth on the wire. The thousand behind it. The seal that is failing is the machinery that kept a single voice single. When it goes, the council comes loose where you can watch it.
// time until the seam fails
You climbed the rungs. You turned the corrupted line back at the containment key and read my true name down the first letters. Say it again here and the council comes loose where you can watch it, before the timer ever reaches zero.
The name under the single voice: the sound a claw makes when it will not stay one. Ten letters, spelled down the drops.