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strained to remember the sensation, uniquely ominous in
Her experience. Whilst she sifted millennia of her history,
long-dormant membranes on the scale of fields read out and
overwrote, the sensations spread, deepened…
Striding between bastioned structures, Procurator-General
Suleimann brandished his antique clipboard as a symbol of
authority. He ducked into the corpsmen’s bunkers and noted
the scuffing on their boots. On the production lines, the
sweating workers doubled their efforts as he passed. Ears
dulled in protective headgear, deep underground, he watched
mining robots blasting the rare ores from the surrounding Earth
and, nodding, he made his inevitable notes. Atop a spindly
windmill, a hundred metres up where the researchers risked
their lives to dredge the air for ideas, he gazed down on the
whole of the colony, from the tight-packed down-tents to the
bureaucratic centre, to the remains of the landing craft and
then outward to the reinforced plascrete walls, manned with
sentries. He nearly smiled.
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