The Freedom of Restriction by Sue

The Freedom of Restriction by Sue # ‘What is happening there?’ I said to Father. I pointed at the images on the screen. ‘Remember the Great Death?’ said Father. I felt the life fluids draining from my face and I was glad that I was sitting at Father’s Interplane Communication device and not standing. ‘Yes,’...

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