Under the Lantern SkyThe world ended not with a bang, but with a slow, creeping dimness. First, the stars vanished, swallowed by a perpetual, overcast gloom. Then the sun became a pale, silver coin, its light too weak to cast shadows. The Long Dusk had begun, and humanity retreated, huddling under artificial light, the constant hum of generators a soundtrack to their fear.Elara lived in the Archive, a fortress of knowledge where she tended to the last remaining seeds and the fragile memory of a world that was bright. Her only companion was the hiss of her gas lamp and