The Faded Frontier

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Act I Dalia Barakat’s hands were already deep in the warp when the light from the granary lamps failed, leaving her to weave by the memory of the tension rather than the sight of the thread. She was forty-two, and the humidity in the sealed interior of the fortress colony had long since ruined the texture of her skin, making the fingers of her right hand swell until the needle slipped between...

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