Synchronicity
## Sunwood Bloom The hum started low, a vibration felt more than heard. It resonated deep in Elara’s bones as the hibernation chamber doors hissed open, revealing a sterile white room. She blinked, adjusting to the light, a prickle of…
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The Echo Bloom
## The Echo Bloom The dust tasted like crushed stone and something sharper, metallic. Twelve-year-old Elara wiped a grime ribbon across her cheek with the back of a calloused hand, squinting at the pulsing sandstone wall before her. It throbbed…