Salt and Sky
The first time she saw him, the sea was bleeding. A storm had rolled in overnight, turning the harbor into a cauldron of gray waves that crashed against the docks with relentless fury. Clara stood at the edge of the…
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The Keeper and the Tide
The storm broke at dawn, splitting the sky into jagged fragments of gray and blue. Clara stood at the edge of the cliff, her boots sinking into the damp earth as she watched the waves claw at the rocks below.…
The Echo Weaver
## The Echo Weaver The fluorescent hum of Dr. Anya Sharma’s office tasted like stale coffee and anxiety. Rain hammered against the panoramic window, blurring the Seattle skyline into a watercolor wash of gray. Across from her, Leo Maxwell fidgeted…
The Static Between Fields
## The Static Between Fields The chipped ceramic mug warmed Lena’s palms. Steam, smelling of cinnamon and regret, blurred the view of Blackpink Meadow stretching beyond her porch. Not pink, exactly. More a bruised lavender where the morning mist hadn’t…
The Weight of Dawnbreaker
The chipped ceramic of the teacup warmed Lyric’s palms, but did little for the chill burrowing into her bones. Dust motes danced in the single shaft of light slicing through the shuttered window. Valor hadn’t walked in months. Not since…
The Severed Flow
The grit tasted of regret. Ada spat, the fine red dust coating her tongue like a second skin. Eldan hadn’t just *fallen* to the storms; it had been *eaten*. One moment, carved sandstone buildings gleamed, the next, swallowed whole by…
Silencio
Elisa’s shoulders bunched, a tight knot beneath worn leather. Dust motes danced in the single shaft of light slicing through the high, barred window. Years had scraped against her, leaving a residue of mistrust. “Release it.” Forian’s fingers, calloused and…