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Earth’s
resources were rapidly dwindling by 2050. In 2055, there would be no
undeveloped land in habitable c..
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“Nihilo nihil fit. From nothing comes nothing. With glad
hearts we serve the Chancellorship, the Colonie..
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“You’re lucky,” Christopher
intoned, twisting a golden lock of hair around his finger. His euphonious..
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Helen stepped into the foyer
of her home and immediately felt more at ease.
“Helen, is that you?” H..
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The weather was perfect, of course, because the Colony
was designed to maintain a steady temperature of 70 degre..
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Matt spent a fair amount of
time wishing he were just another guy. This was one of those times. As he and
Helen ma..
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Lowered voices from the
kitchen woke her. She rolled over groggily, blinking owlishly in the pale
morning light. H..
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“Tell me you love me,”
Sabine purred, her hair falling in a thick curtain on either side of her face.
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Finn winced as Helen turned
his face in her hands carefully.
“Who did this to you?” She asked quiet..
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“Thank you for the report,
Prefect Mays,” The Chancellor’s fingers were knit together thoughtfull..
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