The Echo Weaver
## The Echo Weaver The hum vibrated through Elias’s teeth, a low thrum he felt more than heard. He sat in Unit L’, the padded chair molded to his form, staring at the grey wall. Grey always. It was the…
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The Static Between Frames
## The Static Between Frames Dust motes danced in the slant of afternoon light. Leo Maxwell, proprietor of “Second Look Restorations,” traced a finger across the chipped Formica countertop. The scent of chemicals – fixer, developer, toner – clung to…