Iteration Zero
The first choice came on a Tuesday, when Sable was siphoning protein slurry from a ruptured synthesis pipe on Level Thirty-One of the Shard. The Shard had been a luxury residential tower before the Thames swallowed the city, and its upper floors — accessible only by skybridge or harrier drone — now served as a vertical warren for scavengers, refugees, and the genetically indeterminate. Sable...
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