The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

Act I The air in the habitat smells of wet rust and boiled protein, a scent that has settled into the very walls of our third-generation colony. I am Fauzi bin Rahman, and I hold a cracked ceramic bowl in my hands, the shards sharp enough to draw blood if I let go, though I do not let go. The colony council has run out of parts for the repair quota, and with them, the illusion that the system...

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