The Frequency of Rust
The signal came through on a Thursday, which meant nothing to Kael except that it was another day at work, another twelve hours in a cave full of broken electronics on the side of a hill that used to be called Mount Carthage before the atmosphere thinned and the dust storms started and everybody left. Kael was twenty-six years old, which made him old enough to remember the Silence — the...
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