The Morning After The Unity Accord had been inked beneath fireworks, its words broadcast across mainlands and into the stars of cyberspace. For a single night, the Web sounded whole again. Lanterns glowed in digital skies,Counter-Songs echoed across firewalls, and billions believed in the fragile phenomenon of concinnity. But dawn is cruel. The morning after Unity was n't marked by fests, but by silence. Secure Net channels buzzed with mistrust, Splinter Web leaders convened exigency meetings, and governments released statements more nebulous than hopeful.