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The Cartographer’s Bloom

## The Cartographer’s Bloom The rain felt like cold needles against Elara’s skin, plastering a strand of dark hair to her cheek. She squinted at the sprawling Greenhaven Cemetery, rows upon rows of granite and marble gleaming wetly under a…

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Echo Bloom

## Echo Bloom The rain tasted like iron. Not a sharp, metallic tang, but the dull ache of rusted nails pressed against the tongue. Elara licked her lips, the chill clinging to them despite the humid Georgia air. She stood…

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