
Echo Bloom
## Echo Bloom The wind bit at Elias’s cheeks, tasting of rust and damp coal dust. He pulled his parka tighter, the threadbare fabric offering meager defense against the November chill blanketing West Virginia. Above him, the dome of the…
## Echo Bloom The wind bit at Elias’s cheeks, tasting of rust and damp coal dust. He pulled his parka tighter, the threadbare fabric offering meager defense against the November chill blanketing West Virginia. Above him, the dome of the…
## The Seam Rain lashed against the corrugated steel roof of the observation post. A relentless drumming that swallowed everything else except the low thrum vibrating through the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots. He tightened his grip on the data…
## The Glacier’s Whisper The scent of chamomile and dust clung to the air, a familiar weight in Countess Elara’s salon. Flickering candlelight painted elongated shadows on the velvet drapes, highlighting the anxious lines etched around her eyes. Three women,…
## The Cartographer’s Bloom Rain lashed against the corrugated metal roof of Elias Thorne’s workshop, a relentless drumming that echoed the frantic beat in his chest. The scent of ozone and damp earth clung to everything, a familiar comfort layered…