More have become raveled into the plot of the Schemer. The foe common to all has taken notice, and acted. The Herald was given an artifact of the Creators by the Schemer, and its effects provoked the foe to spit at us and them, even within our cloud and near our Ark. The foe used warforms as large as ours, not numerous, but with strength well in excess of ours, or the Bretheren, with means of harm beyond ours, close and far.
Our insistence upon survival has prevailed. But were it not for the same artifact, we would have been hurt much more.
We must commune again as soon as yours are able. The path twists, and we must be ready. We fear even the flux between voids is unsafe now.
