
Sunday Jun 22, 2025
Ancient discovery or mystery, Whispers Beneath Eridu, part.6
The rain came vocally — suchlike memory returning after silence. It fell over the Gathering with hushed asseveration, sheeting canopies, hair, and tablets with a shimmering film. Layla stood still beneath the first drops, head listed back, arms relaxed by her sides. She had forgotten the last time she truly noticed rain.
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