All The Lovely Dying Things
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Last published Wed, Jun 6, 2018
"It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end."
- Ursula K. Le Guin
The last of the shuttles are leaving. But for a young man among many, the world is still too big and he is still too small.
Earth is dying. More radiation than resources, more people than places to put them, and more chance of survival anywhere but here. Arthur has a choice to make, but he won't make it until he's seen what he's really leaving behind.
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