Inspiration is a curious thing. It can feel like an elusive spark, something fleeting and rare

Her roots dig deep, her stem stands tall, Against the weight of every fall. The storms may rage, the winds may bite

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Ethan frowned, folding his arms. “You don’t know anything yet, Ava.” “I know enough,” she shot back. “Something is out there.”

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All was silent now, but it was the silence of aftermath—the eerie calm after destruction, when the air still carried the scent of death.