The air inside the research station tasted like rust and static, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Elara Voss’s throat. She pressed her palm against the observation deck’s reinforced glass, watching the twin suns of Epsilon Eridani…
The air in Veylan’s market was thick with the scent of spiced meat and burning incense, a haze that clung to Kaela’s skin as she darted between stalls. Her fingers brushed the edge of a vendor’s cloth bundle, and a…
The air smelled like burnt sugar and damp earth as Mara tightened her grip on the rusted gate, its hinges groaning like a wounded animal. The sun hung low over the horizon, casting long shadows through the skeletal trees that…
Clara stepped off the creaking wagon, her boots sinking into the dust of Dust Creek. The town sprawled before her, a patchwork of sagging tents and ramshackle buildings, their wood bleached by sun and time. A bell clanged somewhere, distant…
The air reeked of ozone and rust as Captain Mara Voss stepped onto the derelict hull, her boots crunching over shattered plating. The *Erebus* hung in the void like a skeleton, its skeletal frame lit by the pale glare of…
The air reeked of ozone and decay as Kael Vorn stepped onto the crimson soil of Virelia, his boots sinking into the fine dust. The twin suns hung low on the horizon, casting jagged shadows across the cracked landscape. He…
The salt air clung to Mara’s skin as she climbed the lighthouse stairs, each step a creak of memory. The beam swept across the darkened shore, painting the rocks in silver streaks. She hadn’t meant to come here, not after…
The sky above Veyra bled crimson, a slow, viscous drip of color that clung to the horizon like a wound. Lira stood at the edge of the Obsidian Spire, her fingers curled around the cold iron railing, watching the sun…
Clara’s hands trembled as she pressed the cold iron rail against her palm, its jagged edge biting into her skin. The wind howled through the valley, carrying the acrid stench of coal smoke and the distant clang of a far-off…
The air inside the shuttle was thin, almost metallic, as if the oxygen had been filtered through rusted pipes. Commander Lira Voss gripped the armrests of her seat, her knuckles white. Outside the viewport, the planet Oris-9 loomed—a swirling mass…
The rain tapped the window like a stranger knocking for entry. Mara pulled her coat tighter, fingers brushing the cold glass. The town of Black Hollow had always felt like a place between worlds, its pines thick with secrets and…
The *Odyssey* hung in the void like a rusted eye, its hull scarred by decades of neglect. Captain Mara Voss tightened her grip on the control panel, her knuckles pale against the cold metal. The distress signal had been weak—static-laced,…
The air in the command module tasted like metal and static, a thin layer of dust clinging to every surface. Captain Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic fibers creaking as she leaned over the control panel. Outside the viewport,…
The air stank of burnt cedar as Lira pressed her palm to the scarred trunk of the ancient oak, fingers sinking into the fissured bark. A pulse thrummed beneath her skin, steady and deliberate, like a second heartbeat synced to…
The static crackled like dry bones in the void of space, a sound that had haunted K-7’s ears for three years. The station’s hull groaned as it drifted through the asteroid belt, its solar panels flickering weakly under a dim…