The Colonial Elevator
The gate opened and Marcus Webb stepped onto ground that was almost Earth. Almost was the word that would haunt him for the rest of his career. The soil was almost red (more ochre, less iron). The sky was almost blue (more amber, less oxygen). The gravity was almost 1G (0.97, which meant things fell slightly slower, which meant nothing until it meant everything). And the people who lived here—...
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