The wind howled through the skeletal trees, carrying the scent of rain and ash. Kaela’s boots crunched over broken glass, the remnants of a village that had once hummed with life. She paused, fingers brushing the jagged edge of a…
The morning air hung thick with the scent of rain-soaked earth and decaying leaves, a cloying perfume that clung to Clara’s coat as she stepped off the rusted bus. The town of Blackmoor sprawled before her, its crooked buildings leaning…
## The Static Bloom The salt spray stung Wren’s face, tasting like regret and old pennies. She tightened the hood of her oilskin jacket, scanning the gray churn of the Pacific. Not for ships. Never for ships. She watched for…
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