The Wistful Mountain

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Chapter One "Hold the line, Valenzuela. Do not look at the chest plate." The drone’s pulse cracked the air, a sound like a whip breaking over wet leather. I was pinned behind the rusted hull of a truck in the salt pan, the white ground blinding and cold, freezing the well of my own sweat. My uniform, the heavy grey wool of the Sector 4 Reality Maintenance Unit, was soaked through. I could see...

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