## Ember Maps The coal dust clung to Elara’s throat, a gritty film that no amount of scrubbing quite removed. She coughed, the sound swallowed by the cavern’s dampness. Around her, a dozen others hunched over polished slate tablets, their…
## The Cartographer’s Bloom Rain lashed against the corrugated metal roof of Elias Thorne’s workshop, a relentless drumming that echoed the frantic beat in his chest. The scent of ozone and damp earth clung to everything, a familiar comfort layered…
## The Coral Cartographer The air hung thick, saturated with salt and the insistent hum of unseen insects. Elodie traced a finger across the damp canvas, charcoal smudging against worn linen. The coral beach shimmered ahead, a chaotic sprawl of…
## The Sulfur Bloom Geneva traced a finger along the shimmering blue line on the computer screen. Seismic data. Not like anything she’s ever seen. Public sensors registered a steady drumbeat, the earth breathing normally. But *this*—captured by the experimental…
## The Cartographer’s Cipher The rain smelled of ozone and damp asphalt, clinging to everything like a second skin. Elias traced the condensation on the window of The Correspondence House, watching cars blur past in streaks of red and white.…
The rain smelled of salt and something else—rotting kelp, maybe, clinging to the stone walls. Twilight bled across Haven’s harbor, a bruised purple and grey where the jagged cliffs met the restless sea. It wasn’t a pretty harbor, not anymore.…