The Cycle of the Last Observer
The station was a white cylinder of humming machinery and recycled air, floating in the center of the earth's core. Outside the reinforced glass, the world was a swirling vortex of gold and violet gas. I am the Last Observer. My job is simple: record the rise and fall of the Core-Civilization. I have been here for three thousand years. I do not age; the time-dilation of the core keeps me in a...
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