The Distant Legend
Rosnah binte Kassim knew that the stain on her hand would outlast the digitization project, a fact that settled in her bones with the weight of the orbital station’s artificial gravity. She remembered the day the budget cuts were announced, the way the air in the archive bay had thickened with the smell of ozone and stale coffee, and how she had clutched the 19th-century manuscript to her chest...
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