The Faded Chronicle
Act I Who decides what the record keeps? Văn Huong asked the question aloud, his voice swallowed by the hum of the ventilation shafts in the lower archive of the Dome City. He was thirty-two, a hydroponics optimizer by trade, but for the last decade he had served as a scribe in the royal archive, a position that secured his family’s pension and kept the berth mortgage on their generation ship...
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