## Echo Bloom The fluorescent hum of Sector Gamma pressed down on Elara like a physical weight. Another month, another anomaly report. She tapped the screen, the stark data swimming before her eyes: Theta Project Violet, A7, offline seven, concluded…
## The Seam Rain lashed against the corrugated steel roof of the observation post. A relentless drumming that swallowed everything else except the low thrum vibrating through the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots. He tightened his grip on the data…
## The Bloom The air tasted of iron and wet stone. Rain, not gentle drizzle but a solid sheet, hammered against the corrugated roof of Elias’s workshop. He ignored it, focused on the moss growing in intricate patterns across the…
## The Still Point Rain lashed against the corrugated iron roof of Elara’s workshop, a relentless drumming that would have rattled most people. She barely registered it. Her focus remained laser-locked on the shimmering web of green light pulsing within…