The fourth dweller stirred, and opened its eyes.
And in that first moment of sight, it saw not just the world, but the entire cosmos, a single, shimmering tapestry of light and memory, of joy and of hope.
And from its lips came a single word, a sound that was both a question and an answer, a greeting and a name: ’Cosmos.’
The three elder dwellers heard the word, and in it, they understood the world, and themselves, in a new and profound way.