Elara, an atmospheric researcher stationed at the edge of the desert, watched her sensors spike into a nonsensical dive. "System glitch," she muttered, wiping sweat from her forehead. But then, she heard it—a soft, rhythmic hiss hitting the dry acacia leaves.
Under the glow of her flashlight, the impossible was happening: heavy, fat flakes of snow were drifting through the sweltering heat. They didn't vanish upon hitting the ground; they sat atop the cracked mud, glowing with an eerie, bioluminescent violet hue. 1 : Snowfall on a Hot Night
She stepped out of her tent, expecting rain. Instead, she felt a sharp, crystalline prick against her cheek. It didn’t melt. Elara, an atmospheric researcher stationed at the edge