The Silent Pulse
The air on Virelia pressed against Kael’s suit like a living thing, thick and metallic, tasting of rust and ozone. His boots crunched over jagged black stone as he moved toward the central tower, its spire piercing the violet sky.…
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The Echo Bloom
## The Echo Bloom The dust tasted like static. Eira spat, the grit clinging to the back of her throat even after she rinsed with recycled water. Kepler-186f wasn’t beautiful, not in the conventional sense. It *glowed*, sure. A sickly,…