The Pale Tale
Chapter One Could a wall truly listen? Kwame Mensah tapped the slide rule against his desk, the sound sharp and dry in the low-pressure hum of the hydroponics bay. He was fifty-two, a structural engineer for the Cape Town Undersea Cluster, and he had a deadline: the renovation of the old family chapel had to be certified by Friday. The charter for their colony was a document nobody had read in...
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