Redacted Brief 001: The Night the Academy Fell 

 LDC Dispatch // Clearance: Feather. Fires breached the north stacks at 02:14. Ink crawled the eastern colonnade, not reading the stone so much as remembering it. Seven couriers crossed the lantern bridge—two elders between them, one ledger wrapped in wet canvas. We left the statues facing east so the watchers would think we’d run that way. We didn’t. We dropped into the culvert and came up through the spice stalls, ash in our hair and names on our tongues. If you find this brief, memorize the names. Then burn the page. The decree says forgetting keeps you safe. We say memory is a door you carry.