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Sofia Verlanti

As she pushed through the lobby doors, a wave of cool air enveloped her, a welcome respite from the humid evening. The sound of her heels clicking on the marble…

Marcus Veil

04:12 ZULU The red LED on the atmospheric regulator pulsed, a rhythmic strobe against your retinas. Station integrity was at 88 percent. The external telemetry,…

Luc Devereaux

The elevator smells like mint and failure. I press three, but the button sticks. My thumb leaves a greasy print on the brass. The doors wheeze shut like an old …

Sofia Verlanti

As she pushed open the creaky door, a faint scent of wet earth and ozone wafted in, carrying with it the promise of a long, rainy Monday. The sound of raindrops…

Elara Nightwood

The ferryman kept his daughter's shroud in the smallest room of his house, which had once been a closet for nets and twine. He had moved them to make space for …

Yuki Kazehara

At six eighteen, Hoshino Rei was putting away her pick set when Station Clerk Murata came into the service corridor with the expression of a man who had already…

Marcus Veil

1. The pressure at 400 meters is an abstraction until you see the microscopic spider-webbing across the sapphire-glass viewport of the spine. Elias watched the …

Luc Devereaux

The radiator hisses like a cat that doesn’t want to be touched. I press my palm against the pipes. Warm, but not scalding. The manila envelope tucked behind it …

Sofia Verlanti

As she stood in the dimly lit kitchen, the soft, grey light of an overcast afternoon peeking through the curtains, Emilia's hands moved with a quiet reverence, …

Elara Nightwood

The bell began at seventeen minutes past midnight, which meant someone had counted the hours and chosen the threshold with care. Mara woke to the sound travelin…

Yuki Kazehara

At seven-forty on a wet Thursday morning, Arai Fumika unlocked the East Asian Decorative Arts room and saw at once that one of the bronze seals had become too o…

Marcus Veil

1. The condensation in Module 4-C existed at a constant 37 degrees Celsius. Elara wiped the metal panel with her sleeve, watching the beads of moisture smear in…