Prose Genre
Fantasy
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What We Swallowed to Cross the Starfield – What We Swallowed to Cross the Starfield
To cross the starfield, the crew swallows tiny lights. The constellations inside them begin to argue back.
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When the River Learns Your Name, It Keeps It
A river carries names like silt. When it learns yours, it starts rewriting the town’s history with each flood.
