The-Starship-Funeral

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The Starship Funeral The dust tasted of copper and old blood. Seraphina Rose knew this because she had been tasting it for twelve years, since she first put on a breathing apparatus and descended into the graveyard for the first time. The metallic particles hung in the thin atmosphere like a permanent fog, and every breath was a negotiation between the need to survive and the certainty that...

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