Aviana - Violet

Then she saw them.

Hundreds of people, scattered across the cliff, blinking and crying just like her. Children, elders, miners, mechanics. All of them had touched a flower. All of them had been forgotten by Veridian. All of them had the same look in their eyes: not fear, but recognition . aviana violet

It bled across the sky—lavender, rose, then blinding orange. Aviana wept. She didn't know why. Her lungs burned with real, unfiltered air, cold and sharp and sweet. For the first time, her name made sense. She was a bird, risen from the sea. Then she saw them