The Leviathan Engines
I was born in the twilight of the Brake Era, when the great engines had just ceased their roaring and the sky settled into its permanent slant of blue-white fire. I have never known night. I have never known stars. I have never known spring or autumn. My grandmother Catherine used to sit by the window of our underground chamber and speak to the wall. She was mad, or so the doctors said, but...
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