Whispers in the Pines
The morning air smelled of pine resin and damp earth as Mara stepped off the rusted bus, her boots crunching on gravel. The town of Black Hollow lay sprawled below, its rooftops bleached by sun and time. She hadn’t returned…
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The Mirror’s Edge
The first thing she noticed was the smell—sharp, metallic, like rusted wire and burnt hair. It clung to her nostrils, sharp and insistent, as if the air itself had been boiled clean. Her eyelids fluttered open to a white ceiling,…
The Dust and the Diamond
Clara stepped off the stagecoach as the sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the dusty town of Red Creek. The air smelled of pine and burnt wood, a sharp contrast to the saltwater tang she’d known all her life.…
The Echo Bloom
## The Echo Bloom The rain tasted like rust on Elara’s tongue. She stood beneath the awning of O’Malley’s Diner, watching droplets smear across the neon sign. Inside, the aroma of burnt coffee and frying bacon battled with a lingering…