I. The drill bit screams through ice older than human civilization, and Kira feels it in her teeth. Sixty meters down in Europa’s crust, the vibration travels up through the rig, through her suit, through bone. She’s been on surface for four months now. Two more until rotation back to Ganymede. Her radiation counter ticks. … Continue reading The Separation
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