The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The orbital station hung in the void like a broken tooth, its hull scarred by the slow erosion of vacuum, and beneath its spinning rings, the Appalachian hollows of the colony churned with the grey dust of stripped marble hills. In the comms relay shed, where the air tasted of ozone and old sweat, Willis Aldridge, twelve years old and thin as wire, woke from the recurring dream of the shattered...

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