Please remain at surface level, or slightly above
if possible. Good evening, citizens of Hive Gloriana.
This is your sanctioned voice in the static,
your comfort in the Recyc Wind, your reminder
that even the dust has ears. The Ecclesiarchy
has concluded its review. Faith remains unbroken.
Deviation negligible. Dissonance contained. All
hymnal irregularities have been catalogued, corrected,
and, where necessary, cleansed. Today's saint
is Relakar the Unflustered, patron saint of overworked
clerks, misfiled visions, and those who stare
at machines blankly. Saint Relakar began life
as an ordinary archivist adept with an extraordinary
ability. He could remain utterly calm no matter
what the vox machines whispered to him. While
other adepts fled, shrieking from malfunctioning
animus machines, Relakar merely nodded, took
notes, and asked the heretical circuitry to speak
more clearly. Legend states he once survived
a 72-hour shift in which three data spirits
tried to possess him simultaneously. Rather than
succumbing, he simply requested that they form
a queue. They obeyed. This is widely regarded
as his first miracle. Upon his ascension, declared
immediately after he was crushed beneath a collapsing
stack of prayer forms, he was credited with dozens
of minor wonders, including The miracle of the
self-sorting in-tray, later found to be a draft
in the ventilation system. The quietening of
the loud cogitator, he turned it off. And the
discovery of the infinite filing drawer, which
no longer exists and therefore cannot be questioned.
His bones were interred in a reliquary labelled,
miscellaneous out of respect for his life's work.
Devotees of Saint Relakar mark the day by maintaining
serene expressions when their machines rattle
ominously, pretending not to see messages forming
in dust motes, filing three documents incorrectly
in sacred imitation, and lighting a small candle
under their desk as he allegedly did for ambience
rather than piety. Citizens are reminded that
fires caused by devotional ambience must be reported
immediately. May your paperwork remain manageable,
may your machines hum only in approved tones,
and may any unseen presence politely wait its
turn. The Ecclesiarchy reminds all citizens that
the example of Saint Relakar teaches serenity,
patience, and unwavering composure in the face
of the incomprehensible. The Administratum reminds
citizens that serenity is mandatory, Patience
is taxable, and composure must never interfere
with productivity. And remember, faith is simply
doubt that surrendered early. Civic Announcements
The Departamento Sanitas reminds all citizens
that rumours of excavation beneath the ecclesiarchal
chapel are exaggerated, misinformed, or entirely
devotional in nature. Any chanting reported from
sub-layer 9 is either a misheard ventilation
cycle, a malfunctioning archivist spirit or a
personal revelation which must be reported immediately,
in triplicate, in writing and without trembling.
Minor tremors across central habs are the result
of routine maintenance, not divine movement or
tectonic remorse. Citizens experiencing vibrational
intimacy with the floor should stand still until
the sensation passes or escalates. Please be
advised to ignore all unmarked vox signals containing
choral elements. These transmissions are officially
declared as archival echoes from improperly quarantined
recordings. They are not alive. They are not
calling your name. They are not asking you to
join them, harmonise with them, complete their
chord or return to the warm place beneath the
stones. Lift access to the lower sanctum remains
restricted until structural sanctity is confirmed.
Unauthorised descent is punishable by civic admonishment,
penitent reassignment or inclusion in future
choral audits. Industrial report. Manufactoria
output remains stable. Several overseers report
that machinery now hums at devotional frequencies.
These frequencies are not to be replicated without
sanction. Workers are to refrain from harmonising
with the machines, regardless of perceived invitation.
Participation in unauthorised duets will be punished.
A minor collapse in sub -level conduits has unearthed
structural formations not listed in any administratum
schema. These sections of pre -hive architecture
display carvings inconsistent with known devotional
script, established sub-cults, or anything generally
considered comforting. Citizens are reminded
that such tunnels are to remain sealed until
cleared of superstition, infestation, and unapproved
inspiration. Unauthorized curiosity continues
to be forbidden, despite recent lobbying by the
Departmento Pedagogium. The Magos overseeing
the excavation has described the uncovered walls
as resonant. This term was deemed doctrinally
ambiguous. His full statement has been archived
under liturgical review, pending classification
as either technical data, emerging prayer, or
potential heresy. Until further notice, all personnel
within Manufactoria Delta 19 are to report any
hymnal vibrations, spontaneous harmonics or perceived
architectural whispering to their nearest overseer.
Remember, industry is worship, but worship must
be supervised, documented and ideally sedated.
Community Events In the matter of ongoing spiritual
maintenance, the ecclesiarchal leadership has
announced the temporary suspension of all choir
activity, pending canonical verification of tone.
This decision follows the recent discovery that
several hymns, long believed traditional, were
in fact being written in real time by the choir
itself. As you know, spontaneous originality
is strictly prohibited without clerical oversight.
Replacement hymns will be distributed once the
Office of Auditory Purity has completed its review.
The current estimate is three cycles, assuming
the auditors stop weeping long enough to finish
the paperwork. Citizens living or labouring in
proximity to the Ecclesiarchal Chapel are reminded
that any sounds resembling breathing stone, shifting
masonry or gentle subterranean sighs are natural
pressure phenomena. These phenomena are expected.
and should not be interpreted as sentience, liturgical
opinion, or an attempt to join the choir pending
suspension. In the event that you hear your name
whispered from below the pews, please disregard.
Additionally, the Departamento Sanitas requests
that citizens refrain from knocking on chapel
walls, even if the walls knock first. Such interactions
may create the impression of dialogue, which
is a privilege reserved for ordained stone. The
lower sanctum remains sealed, and the church
denies all claims of vocal emergence. These are
echoes, nothing more. Old liturgies searching
for mouths they used to know. To ensure orderly
piety, citizens are reminded of the three prohibitions.
Do not knock. Do not answer. Do not descend.
Particularly the last one. Several citizens have
attempted to descend despite the lack of stairs
which the ecclesiarchy has ruled, an act of troubling
enthusiasm. Please remain on your assigned devotional
level until further clarification. Faith, like
gravity and administrative punishment, works
best when applied from above. Several illicit
audio fragments Misattributed as exploration
notes have circulated across communal vox lines.
These recordings, while impressively dramatic,
contain multiple inaccuracies, unapproved metaphors,
and at least one incident of theological exaggeration.
For clarity and continued morale, we provide
the following corrective commentary. Forgive
me, Father. We opened the lower gate. Technician
Hallex Dreves' statement that the lower gate
was opened is false. The lower gate is officially
sealed. If a gate was opened, then it was not
the lower gate. And if it was the lower gate,
then it was not opened. This explanation is considered
doctrinally sufficient. The statement the air
moved differently is an emotional over -interpretation
of routine atmospheric variance. Air. cannot
listen. Air has no ears. Any perceived attention
from air is a sign of fatigue or recreational
heresy. Citizens experiencing similar sensations
should hydrate and report to their nearest quiet
room. We descended to verify the choir's absence.
There were no singers, only mouths and the walls
still forming words. Auditor Kalin's mention
of mouths in the walls is a well -documented
misinterpretation of structural imperfections,
moisture erosion, or sanctioned architectural
ornamentation. Walls do not grow mouths. Walls
do not form words. If words were heard, they
are pre -recorded liturgies undergoing natural
echo distortion. If the walls appear to move
while forming these words, you are advised to
blink more frequently. The choir was never stopped.
It simply learned to echo through stone. And
now, the stone sings back. This transmission
has been reviewed and determined to be incomplete,
metaphorical, non -canonical or entirely misunderstood.
Le Preacher Solmé Var has been located in a state
of deep contemplation. and is expected to resume
regular duties once her vocal chords stop resonating
involuntarily. Final clarifications for civic
calm. The stone is not singing. Should the stone
actually be singing, it is doing so metaphorically.
If, however, a melody is perceptible, citizens
are advised not to harmonize. Past incidents
have demonstrated that architectural hymns can
be competitive and easily encouraged. Any citizens
who believes they hear their own voice emerging
from structural materials should immediately
confirm that they are not simply thinking too
loudly. Thank you for your continued obedience,
your disciplined interpretation of sensory input
and your refusal to acknowledge unsanctioned
acoustics. Power fluctuations continue through
sub -level gamma. These fluctuations have now
achieved a level of rhythmic consistency that
the grim right on duty classifies as statistically
pleasing, though he insists, firmly, repeatedly,
and louder each time he is asked, that the pattern
is not music. He was, however, observed tapping
his foot in time with the pulses, which he has
since denied under oath. claiming it was merely
a biomechanical twitch of no devotional significance.
Technicians assigned to Sector Gamma -7 are reminded
to maintain constant vox contact during operations.
Should your vox line begin humming back at you,
you may take comfort in knowing you have achieved
communion. Unintentional, unauthorized, and irreversible,
but communion nonetheless. Report it immediately.
Or don't. At that point, clarity may no longer
be amongst your strengths. In the event of harmonic
distortion, defined as the moment when the lights
dim, the air vibrates and your spine pops in
arpeggio, please recite the Litany of Mechanism,
verse 3, until the static stops. If the static
does not stop, continue recitation. If the static
begins providing backup harmony, the correct
response is silence. Followed by a brief, legible
note in your last will and testament. Magos Technica
requests volunteers for audio sterilization of
sub -level conduits. Protective gear will be
provided, as faith may not suffice. Though the
Magos notes that such equipment protects primarily
the body, and to a much lesser extent, the mind.
Lost and found. Found. One vox bead emitting
low -frequency pulses. Source unknown. Possibly
the floor. Possibly the idea of the floor. Lost.
Field units 7, 6 auditors, 2 servitors, 4 audio
sterilisation teams and, by unanimous report,
the sense of where the floor used to be. All
personal effects have been collected, labelled
vibrational and filed in the ongoing phenomena
drawer. Faith report. Faith metrics remain undefined.
The omnimeter now only displays the word listening.
Worshippers report that silence between prayers
feels attentive. The ecclesiarchy assures the
faithful that this is normal and proof of divine
customer service. Ecclesiarchal authorities reassure
the faithful that listening is still devotion.
Morning bells now ring from below. No matter
which level they are heard, they always ring
from below. No mechanism has been found, but
the sound is punctual, courteous, and smells
faintly of ozone. Devotional reading. The Liturgy
of Descent, verse 1. We go downward not to fall,
but to find where the echo began. In darkness
the sound becomes truth. In truth we become the
sound. A lovely passage. although the ecclesiarchy
confirms that descending below subfloor 43 will
be counted as heresy descending below subfloor
15 will also be counted as heresy weather report
atmospheric conditions remain thick enough to
chew air density increases near sanctum sector
borders breathing is now a devotional act a gentle
fall of pulverized stone continues or Ash snow,
as the children call it, before being reminded
that they should not be outside. The ministry
advises all citizens to keep filtration tight,
lungs reverent, and prayers internal. If you
feel the ground vibrating beneath you with a
faint rhythm, that's perfectly fine. It's just
memory trying to crawl back up. And that concludes
tonight's broadcast, citizens of Hive Gloriana.
I am your humble host servitor 241. Faith remains
steady, even if the ground doesn't. And remember,
the choir beneath the choir officially no longer
sings, and that is a victory. If you still hear
them, report to your nearest Vox Shrine for reassignment
to the audio sterilization teams. This is Vox
Sanctum, signing off. Stay faithful. Stay diligent.
Stay comfortably on the upper floors. And above
all, remember, if you hear music, it's not for
you. Ave Imperator. Thank you.