Ash and Vanilla

Mara

The sky above us is not whole.

It’s…cracked?

The color of the sky isn’t just red, it’s unnatural, bleeding into itself, darker at the edges like bruises blooming. There is no sun. Just a heavy, ominous light that burns without warmth.

I freeze just as my breath catches.

The ground stre...

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