Chronicles of the Whispering 'No'

Previously

…A shield. A rebellion. The Concordance had built a world where "No" was obsolete, a word too inconvenient for their system of control. But they had underestimated the power of a single, persistent refusal. They had built a perfect, agreeable machine, and Elara, with her perpetually unimpressed disposition and her glitchy AI, was the wrench in the gears. She straightened her shoulders, pulling the hood of her cloak further over her face. The fear was still there, a cold knot in her stomach, but it was now mixed with something else: a defiant, exhilarating sense of purpose. She was not a glitch. She was an anomaly. And she was going to embrace it. She was going to say "No" for everyone.