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that could be managed and more would be offered. Apparently, the Citadel was eager to make sure that Rain was not required on Jarko again.
    Rain was playing with the weather station, making it as tamperproof as she could. With soil, compost and mulch beds high, the venting was tested on a daily basis with the sun beating down on the dome. Today, they were moving farmers and farm equipment into the dome, so the weather machine’s time had come.
    “It’s okay, baby. Those mean men won’t use you anymore. You know the rules. Only me.”
    The lights came on and flicked in slow, even patterns as a light cloud cover misted the inside of the dome. Light wind picked up and stirred the air, lowering the temperature to a comfortable level.
    “That’s my girl. You are more than I could have hoped for.”
    A bright beam of sunlight cascaded over Reyan. Her heart softened, and she stroked the machine. “I love you too, baby. With that little addition, I am with you always, but they need me to do more of our kind of work on other worlds, but you know that already, don’t you?”
    The sunlight flickered as a cloud moved to block it.
    “Don’t fuss. Know that I am very proud of you. I always have been. If I am lucky, you may one day have a new sister, and I will still love you just as much. You are going to bring life and protect not only the people within the dome but those outside the dome. No one can ever hold this facility hostage. You are its guardian, and you are equipped to defend it. I know you will do me proud.”
    She stroked the housing, thinking about the man who had inspired it. Redmiril had been a musician, a scholar, lover and friend. They had twenty years together before she had been called elsewhere, and by the time she returned, he was gone and his family was as well. Having a loved one die when you couldn’t be there had given her a peculiar type of pain. Not knowing that he had died had ripped her heart out and hearing that her design was being used on another world gave her a piece of him back.
    Leaving that piece of him was going to hurt, but knowing what her machine was doing on a daily basis to restart an economic system and heal a world was an amazing legacy for her memory.
    She patted the machine again and smiled as a tear tracked down her cheek to connect with the housing. The metal should not have absorbed it, but it did, and a slow rain began to fall while a beam of light cascaded through the clouds to cover Reyan. Music came from the weather machine, a symphony that sounded like wind, rain, snow and lightning.
    Reyan began to laugh, looking up into the light as rain that she hadn’t called fell all around her.
    “Rain, is everything all right? You said you wouldn’t start the rain until the plants were in.”
    Reyan turned to see Unrik and hundreds of volunteers standing in the gentle rain. “It wasn’t me. I was just sharing a memory, and the machine gave me this moment and this music.”
    A woman from the watchers nodded. “It’s the Reyan Ikali Mar symphony. We tried to learn it in school. No master has been able to execute the entire work.”
    The crowd from Nekahar were silent, listening to every note.
    The woman approached and whispered, “Where did you get the entire score? Only pieces of it have ever been found.”
    Reyan smiled and stroked the housing again. “It was encoded into her schematics. He loved to doodle along the edges of my designs. He composed in binary, so it is entirely possible that they gave her the symphony without knowing what it was.” She knew that he had put it on her schematics to show her when she returned, but she hadn’t, not in his lifetime.
    The music soared and twisted through the air, filling the entire expanse of the dome. They stood together for an hour, sharing music that had not been heard since it was composed.
    When it was over, everyone was smiling and the rain had stopped. Daylight began to dry the earthen beds that were ready for