The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

"Stop bleeding on the floor, Anita. The welder is still hot." The voice was not human, or at least not of this flesh, but it carried the specific, grinding irritation of a foreman who had watched too many apprentices waste good steel. I did not look up. My hands were buried in the mud of the trench, the soil slick and cold, weeping with the thaw that had turned the orbital station’s lower decks...

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