Mythic reflections on AI, leadership, and the art of shaping intelligence

Silence settled over the Citadel.
In the days following the Dragon’s arrival, the halls filled with the familiar unrest that always follows first contact with something genuinely new. The scholars argued over what it was. Some called it a marvel. Some called it a threat. Most reached too quickly for old categories, hoping familiar language might make the new force easier to contain.
The Commander did not argue.
He followed.
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