Colony's Choice
The sky of Proxima Centauri b was a bruised, eternal amber, lit by a red dwarf that hung like a dying ember in the center of the horizon. It was a world of jagged obsidian spires and ammonia-rich seas, a place where the wind didn't just blow; it shrieked with the voice of a thousand dead worlds. The colony, known as "The Bastion," was a series of interconnected geodesic domes clinging to the...
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