Gone to Earth, by Octavia Cade
He’d thought the green would keep him from dreaming of the memory of arid sterility, the red and waterless horizon. It didn’t. His body was racked with chill and he hunched in his bed, trying to breathe with the rhythm of tides, to slow his heart to growing things. Yet even the warm night air … Continue reading Gone to Earth, by Octavia Cade
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