Ember Rising (The Green Ember #3)

by S.D. Smith

“If only nicer words could make an awful thing less so,” Helmer said, limping as he ran, “we’d be having a good time.”

“Is it crushing labor?” “It doesn’t have to be,” Father said, “but the administration seems to design the work to rob bucks of their dignity. It exhausts your body and smothers your soul.”

“Rabbits are forbidden to speak of it, but they force all our little ones into their school, which is nothing less than administration propaganda, and they turn them into their informers.”