## 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 Reefspeaker Rain lashed against the corrugated iron roof of Elsie’s shack, a relentless drumming that mirrored the rhythm thrumming in her skull. Salt spray kissed her weathered face as she hunched over a tangle of wires and bioluminescent…
## The Static Bloom The chipped Formica countertop smelled of stale coffee and regret. Wren traced the hairline crack with a fingertip, ignoring the ache in her temples. Three days since she’d last slept more than ninety minutes at a…
## The Glass & the Ghost Light The chipped enamel of Esme’s mug warmed her palms. Rain lashed against the corrugated iron roof, a drumbeat mirroring the thrum in her skull. She traced the hairline fracture spiderwebbing across the porcelain,…