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✨ Meet Elara →I reach the heart of the castle just as the doors close behind me, stone settling with a sound that feels deliberate.
Ash drifted through the dry night air of Plegia, where dark temples and shrines to Grima cast shadows over the sand.
The hangar smells of ozone and cold metal when I find Astra standing beneath her suit cradle. The void rig hangs behind her like a shadow with mass.
The year is 2047. The coast is a graveyard of salt-bleached timber and hazy, washed-out fog.