The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The debt collector was his own brother. Cormac Whelan stood in the grey light of the scriptorium, the air heavy with ozone and old paper. He held the ration chit for water hours, the plastic brittle in his sweat-slicked grip. The wind outside tore at the shallow roof of the intake station, a physical fact that rattled the bones of the colony. He was a midwife, third generation, born on the...

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