Explorer Logs

The lights are out in the Academic Quarter. The day's flurry of questions, applications, and conversations has ceased, leaving only a profound silence. High above on the Grand Mesa, the lights of Dr. Thorne's research camp are tiny, distant stars. They listen to the mountain, trying to understand its language. Down in the valley, you did the same—listening to the quiet anxieties of students, the technical jargon of applications, and the heavy stories of life and health. The Sanctuary is quiet now, but the echoes of a day spent truly listening still resonate in the cool night air.