The Stellar Athenaeum
===================== The station groaned. It was an old sound — the sound of metal contracting in the cold, of rivets settling after two hundred years of orbital stress, of a structure that had outlived its original purpose by half a century and continued to function on habit alone. Elias Thorn did not hear the groan. He had listened to it so long that it had become indistinguishable from...
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