The Last Light of Summer
The salt air clung to Clara’s skin as she adjusted the lens of the lighthouse, her fingers raw from the cold. The sea roared below, a relentless rhythm that matched the pulse in her ears. She had always found comfort…
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The Chroma Inheritance
## The Chroma Inheritance The scent of aged paper and leather always clung to Eleanor Vance. It permeated her clothes, settled in the deep valleys of her face, and seemed woven into the very air surrounding her. As chief librarian…
The Search for the Sunstone Scale
The rain tasted like metal and salt, slick on Elisse’s skin. It hammered against the corrugated iron roofs of Ossa Bay’s marketplace, a rhythmic percussion that blended with the creak of wooden carts and the guttural calls of merchants hawking…