Chapter 10: Storm of Awakening
Author: Sikky Turner
last update2025-11-03 00:38:48

Dark clouds swirled over the Nevada desert like a living storm. The air crackled, sharp with ozone and the smell of rain that refused to fall.

Beneath the shifting sand, something pulsed, steady, rhythmic, like the heartbeat of the earth itself.

Rick lay half-buried in the crater left by lightning. His body was scorched, skin streaked with ash, but his chest still rose and fell in shallow, trembling breaths.

Around him, the sand glowed faintly gold. He didn’t know how long he had been unconsc
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