The air aboard the *Vespera* tasted like static, sharp and metallic, as Captain Mira Voss adjusted the visor of her helmet. Outside the viewport, the planet Eos-9 loomed—a sapphire sphere veiled in swirling bands of violet mist. It had been…
Mara Voss adjusted her gloves, the thick material crunching as she stepped into the cold. The air inside Kryo-7’s maintenance corridor smelled like rust and burnt circuitry, a scent she’d memorized over three years. Her boots echoed against the steel…
The air inside the dome hissed as Elara stepped through the outer lock, her boots crunching on the fine, iridescent dust that coated the floor. Outside, the sky pulsed with shifting hues—violet, amber, a deep indigo that seemed to swallow…
The air reeked of ozone and rust, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Dr. Lira Voss’s throat as she stepped onto the crimson soil of Erythra. Her boots sank into the fine dust, each footfall sending a…
The sky above Kethra-9 pulsed with hues no human eye had ever known—shifting bands of violet and amber that rippled like liquid glass. Commander Rhea Voss adjusted her helmet’s visor, the internal comms crackling as her team spread across the…
The sun hung low over the Sierra Nevada, casting long shadows across the cracked earth of Gold Hill. Sarah Mercer adjusted her hat, squinting against the glare as she stepped off the wagon, her boots crunching over gravel. The air…
The air inside the habitat module tasted metallic, a constant reminder of the recycled systems keeping them alive. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the scanner, its screen flickering with erratic data. Something was wrong with the seismic readings. Kael’s voice crackled…
The air inside the pod reeked of metal and antiseptic, a sharp tang that clung to Lira’s throat as she adjusted the visor of her suit. Outside the reinforced glass, the planet’s sky pulsed in hues of violet and iron,…
The air reeked of ozone and rust, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Lena’s throat. She adjusted her visor, the reinforced glass fogging with each breath. Beyond the cracked hull of the *Erebus*, the planet loomed—a bruise…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her visor as the shuttle descended through the planet’s thick, amber-hued atmosphere. The air shimmered with static, and the sky pulsed like a living thing, shifting between deep violet and a sickly green. Her boots crunched…
The air tasted metallic as Lieutenant Mara Voss stepped onto the crimson soil of Zeta-7, her boots sinking into the dust that shimmered under twin suns. The horizon stretched in jagged waves, a sea of obsidian rock fractured by veins…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the visor of her helmet, the sterile hum of the research station blending with the distant rumble of tectonic shifts beneath the alien soil. Outside, the sky burned in hues of violet and amber, a perpetual…
The sky above Kaelos burned with hues no human had ever seen—deep violets and shifting greens that pulsed like a living thing. Captain Elara Voss stood at the edge of the research outpost, her boots crunching on the crystalline dust…
## Trenchsong The salt spray stung Ardea’s face, a familiar slap across her skin. Below, the submersible *Charybdis* descended into Monterey Canyon, its powerful lights cutting through the perpetual twilight. Her fingers danced across the console, calibrating the hydrophones, each…
## The Cartographer’s Echo The scent of scorched paper clung to Ellyn’s nostrils, a phantom limb of the fire that consumed Dorian Voss’s study just weeks ago. Officially, it was an electrical fault, a tragic accident. But Ellyn hadn’t believed…