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I turned sixteen today. Sixteen solar cycles of adapting, surviving, and slowly integrating into this fever-dream of a planet. And for the first time since crashing into this world like a naked meteor of bad luck and bizarre blessings, I was finally leaving the subterranean safety of Crystal’s inner sanctum.
No more training sims. No more coddling from psychic overmothers. No more learning to kill by watching dead things die on repeat.
Today, I was going to e ...
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