Bloomfall
## Bloomfall The air tasted like wet moss and ozone. It always did, this high above the Shimmering Canopy. Kaelen tightened his grip on the reins of his Sky-Strider, a creature resembling a cross between a lemur and a hummingbird,…
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The Bloom Wardens
## The Bloom Wardens The rain tasted of iron. Elara wiped her face, a smear of red-brown across her cheekbone, and squinted at the moss-slicked stones lining the Elderwood border. Thirteen summers she’s lingered here, a silent sentinel. Not by…