The Pale Tower
Act I Ray Ledbetter stood in the rusted vestibule of the garrison, the fog pressing against the portholes like a living thing demanding entry, and he knew that the funding committee would reject his proposal for the new hydrological survey because the Pale Tower remained an unverified structural hazard. He was thirty-four, a garrison commander with a berth mortgage on the generation ship that...
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