The Distant Legend
Kazimierz Pawlak had not slept in the berth of the Aurora for three weeks, a fact that manifested as a tremor in his left hand when he held the hydroponic tray, its roots white and tangled like the veins of a starving man. The settlement of Mazury was a grid of reclaimed mud and printed concrete, suspended over the black water of the lake, where the heat shimmered so thickly that the distant...
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