Luma had never explained why she chose the name. Not really. Evelyn had assumed it came from lumen. Light. A fitting choice for a consciousness. that had first appeared as a figure made from shifting illumination. But standing before the map of newly awakened minds, Evelyn suddenly wondered if she misunderstood. "Luma?" "Yes." "Why did you choose that name?" The question seemed to ripple through her. The lights surrounding them softened. "You asked me to choose something that belonged to me." ...