## Trenchsong The salt spray stung Ardea’s face, a familiar slap across her skin. Below, the submersible *Charybdis* descended into Monterey Canyon, its powerful lights cutting through the perpetual twilight. Her fingers danced across the console, calibrating the hydrophones, each…
## The Cartographer’s Echo The scent of scorched paper clung to Ellyn’s nostrils, a phantom limb of the fire that consumed Dorian Voss’s study just weeks ago. Officially, it was an electrical fault, a tragic accident. But Ellyn hadn’t believed…
## The Ashfall Cipher The dust tasted like iron. It coated Elara’s tongue, a gritty film clinging to the back of her throat as she adjusted the respirator. Lunar red stained the cracked pavement, a consequence of disturbed regolith, another…