The Clockwork Heart
Lila’s fingers brushed the rusted hinge of the hidden door, and a whisper of oil and aged paper curled into the air. She’d found it—the workshop her father had vanished into three years ago. The lock snapped open with a…
Coming of Age
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The Last Light of Summer
The air smelled like burnt sugar and damp earth as Mara tightened her grip on the rusted gate, its hinges groaning like a wounded animal. The sun hung low over the horizon, casting long shadows through the skeletal trees that…
The Hollow Tide
The salt air stung Lila’s cheeks as she dug her fingers into the rusted railing of the abandoned lighthouse. Waves crashed against the rocks below, their roar a constant companion since the day the town had sealed the lower levels.…
The Hollow Veil
The attic reeked of dust and old secrets. Lena’s boots scuffed the floorboards as she crouched, her fingers brushing the edge of a hidden panel. The air was thick, stagnant, as if the house itself held its breath. She’d found…
The Bloom
The chipped Formica of the diner booth felt cold beneath Fi’s elbows. Steam rose from her coffee, blurring the fluorescent lights above. She watched the rain smear the city outside, mirroring the gray cloud hanging over Leo. “You look like…
The Glitch in the System
The chipped Formica of the diner booth felt gritty under Leo’s elbows. He stabbed a french fry with enough force it nearly bounced off the plate. Across from him, Maya traced the rim of her water glass, her knuckles white.…
The Blooming Wait
The chill bit, even through Gwen’s gloves. Frost orchids. Not the pale, brittle kind you found clinging to dying branches, but shimmering, almost *alive* with an inner light. Each petal pulsed with a lavender glow, mirroring the bruised twilight sky.…