The Last Lightkeeper
Mara’s boots crunched over gravel as she climbed the hill, the wind tugging at her jacket like a desperate hand. The lighthouse stood ahead, its white stone weathered to a dull gray, the glass of its dome shattered in places.…
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The Weight of Ashes
The first time Clara saw the boy, he was crouched in the mud, his uniform soaked through, a crimson stain blooming across his chest like a bruise on the earth. She knelt beside him, fingers trembling as she pressed a…
The Veil of Lirion
The air inside the dome tasted metallic, like rusted steel and burnt ozone. Kael Vorn wiped sweat from his brow, his gloves leaving streaks of grime on the visor. Outside, the sky of Lirion churned in hues of violet and…
The Hollowed Ground
The air reeked of iron and damp earth as Lila stepped off the creaking wagon, her boots sinking into the dust. The town of Red Creek stretched before her, a ragged line of wooden buildings hunched against the Sierra Nevada’s…
The Silent Horizon
The *Odyssey* drifted through the void, its hull gleaming faintly under the light of a distant star. Captain Mara Voss stood at the observation deck, her gloved fingers tracing the cold glass as she watched the endless black stretch beyond.…
The Golden Vein
The air reeked of salt and sweat as Elara stepped off the creaking schooner, her boots sinking into the muck of San Francisco’s dock. The bay’s brine stung her eyes, but she blinked it away, scanning the chaos around her—sailors…
The Veil of Kaelor
The air on Kaelor tasted metallic, like rusted iron and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her visor, the HUD flickering with unstable readings. Her boots sank into the silt as she stepped onto the planet’s surface, the sky a bruised…
The Hollowing
The salt air bit Mara’s cheeks as she traced the cracked spine of the journal, its leather cover damp from the fog that clung to the cliffs like a secret. The lighthouse beam swept across the darkening sea, casting jagged…
The Weight of Ashes
The first time James saw the note, the air smelled of sulfur and damp earth. It lay crumpled in the mud near his tent, ink smudged by rain. He picked it up, fingers trembling, and unfolded the paper with a…
The Silent Bloom
The air in the greenhouse hummed with the low, mechanical whir of filtration systems, a sound Lira Voss had come to hate. It was the only noise besides the soft hiss of nutrient mist, a sound that should have been…
The Gilded Veil
The sun hung low over the Sierra Nevada, casting long shadows across the dirt streets of Redding Creek. Clara Voss tightened her grip on the rusted revolver at her hip, her boots crunching over gravel as she approached the saloon.…
Virelia’s Veil
The air inside the shuttle reeked of metal and fear. Captain Mara Voss tightened her grip on the control panel, her knuckles whitening as the ship shuddered against the planet’s gravity. Outside, the sky burned crimson, a swirling mass of…
The Fractured Mind
Dr. Elara Voss’s fingers trembled as she adjusted the neural interface, the cold metal of the headset biting into her temples. The lab hummed with the low growl of machinery, a sound so familiar it had become invisible, like the…
The Dust of Yesterday
Eliza’s wagon creaked like a wounded animal as she guided it through the jagged silhouette of the Sierra Nevada. The air reeked of pine and dust, a dry, acrid scent that clung to her throat. Her hands, calloused from weeks…
The Veil of Kaelor
The air inside the dome hissed like a wounded animal, a sound that had become as familiar as her own breath. Dr. Lira Voss adjusted the visor of her suit, her gloved fingers brushing against the cold metal of the…