The Distant Cartograph
Veronica Hinojosa woke with the taste of iron in her mouth and the weight of the world pressing down on her chest, a heavy, suffocating blanket that smelled of wet stone and old decay. She was the hydroponics optimizer for the sector, a role that demanded she know the exact weight of every seed, every bolt, and every drop of recycled water, yet she lay in her narrow bunk feeling lighter than...
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