The Distant Garden

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Act I Who pays for the weight of a soul? The question hung in the air of the hydroponics bay, heavier than the salt fog pressing against the glass. Madeleine Dumas stood before the audit table, her hands trembling not from cold but from the sheer, crushing mass of her own guilt. She was thirty, a clerk in the textile division of the generation ship, but today she was merely a debtor in the eyes...

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