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The Soldier Who Fought on the Front Lines of the War Against Apathy.
Elias wasn’t born a soldier. He was a baker, his hands more accustomed to kneading dough than wielding weapons. His…
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The Archivist of Sounds That Had Otherwise Been Lost to History.
Elias Thorne, a man whose age was etched more in the fine lines around his eyes than the silver in…
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A World Where the Moon Was a Giant, Reflective Eye Watching Everyone.
The world had always known the Eye. It hung vast and luminous in the night sky, a perfect silver disc…
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The Ambassador Sent to Negotiate the Terms of Surrender with Winter.
The wind, a rabid wolf gnawing at the edges of the world, howled a mournful dirge through the skeletal branches…
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A Small Town Where People Exchanged Words Like a Form of Currency.
The wind whispered secrets through the cobbled streets of Verbosity, a town nestled deep within a valley where the currency…
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A Musician Who Could Play the Resonant Frequency of a Human Soul.
Elias Thorne wasn’t a musician in the conventional sense. He didn’t strum a guitar, tickle ivory keys, or blow into…
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A Baker Whose Ovens Were Fueled by the Burning of Sad Memories.
In the heart of Whisperwind Valley, nestled between the whispering willows and the murmuring brook, stood a bakery unlike any…
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The Scientist Who Discovered the Exact Half-Life of a Secret.
Dr. Aris Thorne, a man whose life revolved around the quantifiable, found himself entangled in a mystery as elusive as…
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A Single, Unchanging Season of Perpetual Autumn and Fading Light.
The wind, a constant whisper of decay, rustled through the amber leaves that perpetually carpeted the cobblestone streets of Whisperwind.…
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The Linguist Who Translated the Monolithic, Silent Language of the Mountains.
Dr. Aris Thorne, a man whose life revolved around the decipherment of forgotten tongues, stood at the foot of the…








