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The Echo Weaver

## The Echo Weaver The fluorescent hum of Dr. Anya Sharma’s office tasted like stale coffee and anxiety. Rain hammered against the panoramic window, blurring the Seattle skyline into a watercolor wash of gray. Across from her, Leo Maxwell fidgeted…

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The Bloom Collector

## The Bloom Collector The salt spray tasted like ghosts. Wren traced the chipped Formica of the galley table, knuckles white against the faded blue. Outside, the *Cerulean’s* hull hummed, a low thrum against the perpetual gray of the Pacific.…

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