The Golden Farce
Chapter One The water pressure in Sector Four had dropped to a critical low, forcing the residents of the undersea habitat cluster to ration their breath as carefully as their oxygen, a reality that Aminu Nwosu felt in the tightness of his chest more than in the gauge on the wall. He was thirty-two years old, a disgraced court scribe who had fled the judgment of the Council of Shifts, and he...
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