The Lattice
The first memory came as a flicker of light in the corner of her vision, a streetlamp burning too bright in a city she’d never seen. Dr. Elara Voss blinked, but the image remained—a man in a dark coat, his…
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The Weight of Forgotten Light
Dr. Elias Voss had always preferred the silence of his lab to the noise of the world. The sterile scent of antiseptic clung to the air, mingling with the faint ozone hum of machinery. His hands, stained with ink and…
The Weight of Absence
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the sterile gloves on her hands, the rubber creaking like old leather. The lab hummed with the low whir of machines, a sound that had become as familiar as her own breath. Across from her, the…
The Lattice
Dr. Elara Voss had not left her apartment in three months. The walls were lined with equations scrawled in chalk, the air thick with the scent of burnt coffee and ozone from her quantum simulator. She had long since abandoned…
The Quantum Veil
Dr. Elara Voss had not spoken to anyone in eighteen months when the hum began. It started as a vibration in her bones, a low resonance that seemed to emanate from the walls of her underground lab rather than the…
The Labyrinth of Forgotten Hours
Dr. Elara Voss had always believed memory was a vault—secure, singular, hers alone. Until the day she woke with the scent of pine resin in her nostrils and the taste of copper on her tongue, neither of which belonged to…
The Fractured Lattice
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the magnifying lens over her left eye, the cold metal biting into her brow as she leaned closer to the subject’s wrist. The skin there was pale, almost translucent, and the veins pulsed with a faint…