The Generations of Edmund Ashworth

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The rain had not ceased for seventeen days. It fell upon the submerged city like a judgment, turning the flooded streets to sucking silt and the skeletal towers to weeping monoliths. Captain Edmund Ashworth sat in the back of the hired sub-skiff, his uniform stained with silt and something darker, and watched the world he had lost dissolve into the grey curtain of the storm. He had been a...

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