The Faded Quadrant

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Could the stone remember the weight of a lie? Act I Manuel Almodovar stood alone in the moonlit quarry, the automated rigs humming their low, electric hymn. He was thirty-four, an airlock maintenance chief on the generation ship San Telmo, and he wanted to finish the north transept of the habitat ring before the winter ration cuts. He mixed the mortar with river clay, a task that defied...

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