Whispers in the Shadows
Clara stepped off the bus, her boots crunching on gravel as the wind tugged at her coat. The town of Black Hollow sat like a wound in the earth, its buildings hunched against the cold. She hadn’t set foot here…
Clara stepped off the bus, her boots crunching on gravel as the wind tugged at her coat. The town of Black Hollow sat like a wound in the earth, its buildings hunched against the cold. She hadn’t set foot here…
## The Static Bloom Old Man Tiber, they called him. Not out of respect. More like…acknowledgement. He’d topped the charts in ’98 with “Static Bloom,” a synth-pop anthem everyone remembered vaguely, like a half-dreamt melody. Now he was 52, wrinkles…