Instance 713 I. The lattice woke her before she would have woken herself. It always did. The crystal filaments threading her left flank had grown overnight — they always grew at rest, finding the paths of least resistance through flesh that had stopped fighting them — and when the body warmed back toward consciousness, the … Continue reading What the Rift Carries
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Rotation Seven
Rina wakes before the bell. Always does. Anna's face is fifteen centimeters away on the shared pillow, mouth slightly open, one hand curled near her chin. Rina counts the breaths. Seventeen per minute. Yesterday was fifteen. The day before was fourteen. The wake bell sounds at 0400. Anna's eyes open, find Rina's immediately. "Kumusta ka?" … Continue reading Rotation Seven
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