The Signal Between Rust and Stars
The Signal Between Rust and Stars The wind on the surface tasted like copper and old fire. Rex Morrison adjusted the seal on his environmental suit and pulled himself over the rubble, his magnetic boots clanging against the corroded steel beneath him. The radiation counter on his wrist blinked yellow — safe, but not for long. He had maybe forty minutes before the dose became significant. He was...
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