The City of Sinking Bones
The air in Vharrath reeked of salt and rust, a briny tang that clung to Kaelen Vey’s throat as he carved into the jawbone of a creature that had not walked the earth in centuries. The city itself was a…
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The City of Shattered Glass
The city of Veyra was built on the bones of a creature that never lived. Its spires, jagged and black, rose from the earth like the ribs of some colossal beast, their surfaces etched with runes that pulsed faintly in…
The Last Light of Emberfall
The air in Emberfall reeked of burnt iron and ash, a scent as familiar to Elira as the pulse of her own heartbeat. She stood at the edge of the marketplace, her calloused fingers tightening around the hilt of her…
The Shattered Sky
The sky above Virelia was a bruise of gray, its clouds thick with the scent of rain that never fell. Kaela stood at the edge of the floating island, her boots crunching over gravel as she stared at the horizon.…
The Shrouded City
The air in Veyrith stank of iron and decay, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Lira’s throat. She pulled her cloak tighter, fingers brushing the cold steel of the dagger at her hip. The city’s spires loomed…
Whispers of the Verdant Veil
The city of Veridion clung to the colossal roots of the Worldtree, its spires carved from living wood that pulsed faintly with green light. Kael moved through the labyrinthine streets, his boots silent on the moss-covered stones. The air smelled…
The Ember of Aeloria
The air in Veylan’s market was thick with the scent of spiced meat and burning incense, a haze that clung to Kaela’s skin as she darted between stalls. Her fingers brushed the edge of a vendor’s cloth bundle, and a…
The Sky’s Divide
The sky split above Veyra, not with thunder but with silence. Lira stood on the rusted balcony of her workshop, hands braced against the cold iron railing, watching the twin hemispheres drift apart. One half glowed with the amber light…
The Bone City’s Shadow
The air in Vareth stank of rust and old blood, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Kaela’s throat. She pressed her palm against the cold iron gate of the lower district, feeling the vibrations of something deep…
The Last Light of Emberfall
The air in Emberfall reeked of burning oil and damp stone, a scent Kaela had known her entire life. She stood atop the crumbling tower, her fingers curled around the cold iron railing, watching the sky bleed crimson. The city…
The Weaver’s Bloom
## The Weaver’s Bloom The dust tasted like regret. It coated everything in Veridium – the crumbling facades of jade-carved buildings, the cracked paving stones under Elara’s boots, even the inside of her throat. Veridium was dying. Everyone knew it.…
The Stillness Echo
## The Stillness Echo The rain smelled like wet asphalt and regret. Elias pulled his collar higher, the damp chill sinking into his bones as he watched her. Amelia sat on the park bench, head bowed, a city symphony of…
The Chroma Pact
## The Chroma Pact Rain lashed against the corrugated iron roof of Maeve’s workshop, a frantic percussion that mirrored the knot tightening in her stomach. The smell of ozone and burnt copper permeated the air, a familiar scent that usually…
The Bloom Weaver
## The Bloom Weaver The chipped porcelain of the mug warmed Elias’s hands, but didn’t touch the chill clinging to his bones. Rain lashed against the window of the Archive, mimicking the rhythmic throb behind his eyes. He hadn’t slept…
The Static Bloom
## The Static Bloom Dust motes danced in the perpetual twilight of Aethel. Not sunlight filtered through the glass canopy, but a diffused glow from the bio-lums woven into its structure. They pulsed with an uneven rhythm, mirroring the erratic…