The Distant Journey
The entry in the ledger read: Hassan Mansour, hydroponics optimizer, final seal, 14 March. Hassan Mansour stared at the line. The ink was black, wet, and fresh, though the page was yellowed with age. He was thirty-two years old. He had worked on the generation ship Al-Nur for twelve years, keeping the air scrubbers clean and the vine terraces alive. He wanted his pension. He wanted the berth...
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