The rebellion needed no banner and no general, yet it gathered, as all restless things do, around a single quiet figure.
His name was Olen, the one who had first dared to wonder what lay before the stone, and the Questioners looked to him not for commands but for permission to doubt.
He gave them none, and in giving nothing he gave them everything: the knowledge that a heresy is not declared, but simply, patiently, lived.