The air inside Aegis Research Station tasted metallic, like rusted wires and static. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, fingers brushing against the cold steel of the containment unit. Inside, the subject pulsed—a faint, blue light beneath its translucent skin, shifting…
The air inside the underground facility hummed with a low, metallic resonance, like the breath of a dormant beast. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her fingers brushing against the cold steel of the containment chamber’s exterior. The light from…
Dr. Elara Voss had not spoken to anyone in three years when she found the subject. The lab smelled of rust and static, a relic of the old quantum research programs buried beneath the university’s decommissioned facilities. She’d come to…
## The Echo Weaver Rain hammered the corrugated metal roof of Elias Thorne’s workshop, a relentless percussion against the silence that usually reigned. The scent of dust, aged paper, and ozone clung to everything – a familiar comfort. He squinted…
The star Solara had burned for millennia, its golden light casting long shadows over the planet Lirath. But now, its light was fading. The Lirathian civilization, a spacefaring people with a deep reverence for their sun, had spent centuries studying…