The Alabaster Light
Elara lived in the White Tower, a spire of ivory and obsidian that pierced the clouds of a world where the sun had been forgotten. She was the last of the Star-Singers, a lineage of women who could weave the light of distant galaxies into tangible forms. Her father had warned her never to look beyond the Veil. "The universe is a garden of screams, Elara," he had said. "The stars we see are not...
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