Allan Malcolmson

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Over the next several days, while Cheris struggled to keep up with the administration of the Fortress, calendrical values continued to normalize at a maddeningly slow rate. Rahal Gara and the other Doctrine officers spent a lot of time muttering to each other. “You’re awfully quiet,” Cheris said to Jedao. “I don’t get tired, so there’s no need to relax,” he said. “But I wonder what it is they’re so worried about.” She didn’t think anything of it until two days later, when Communications and Scan spoke at once. “Relief swarm, four bannermoths escorting twelve boxmoths –” “We’re being hailed –” ...more
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