The Pale Exile
"Put the salt in the ledger, Alice, and stop staring at the wall like a ghost." Alice Barlow, forty-two, a mail clerk in the inland empire’s shrinking docks, wanted to balance the station’s tax ledger before the winter solstice to secure her berth on the generation ship; what stood against him was the rigid, silent bureaucracy of the Ministry, which demanded perfection in a world where the salt...
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