
The Lattice
The first memory came as a flicker of light in the corner of her vision, a streetlamp burning too bright in a city she’d never seen. Dr. Elara Voss blinked, but the image remained—a man in a dark coat, his…
The first memory came as a flicker of light in the corner of her vision, a streetlamp burning too bright in a city she’d never seen. Dr. Elara Voss blinked, but the image remained—a man in a dark coat, his…
## The Cartographer’s Shadow The rain smelled of exhaust and something vaguely floral, a weird combination clinging to the cracked pavement outside Elias’s office. Neon signs bled their colors onto wet asphalt, painting a smear of pink and green across…