The Stillborn City
## The Stillborn City The rain tasted of ash. Elias pressed his face deeper into the worn collar of his raincoat, feeling the damp chill seep into his bones. He’s been tracking these cases for six months—cases that defy logic,…
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Dublin’s Forgotten Beast
The chipped stone bit into my palms as I scaled the tenement wall. Dublin throbbed below, a raw nerve stretched tight. Not from the fighting, not yet. It was the *other* thing. The shadow slipping between alleys, faster than a…