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Pierce Brown once wrote that the Rising was built on hope. But Kizil Yukselis taught a different lesson: hope is a weapon, but memory is the hand that wields it.

And the people—Reds, Yellows, Browns, Silvers, Obsidians, even desperate lowColors no one had named—poured out of their habs. Not with razors. Not with guns. With their open throats, singing a song of a crimson mountain their ancestors had never seen, in a language their masters had forbidden. Kizil Yukselis - Pierce Brown

Then the jammer went silent.