Microfiction: Solarpunk Autumn

The morning air has finally started to get a chill. This is still novel as you hold the hot, steaming travel-mug of tea in your hand. As you amble down the road you take the time to take in the changes in the city. The trees and foliage that cover every structure around you have

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Microfiction: Communalcore

The sun is getting high and hot but you are done with your jobs for the day. the rest of the day is yours. The satisfying patter of the automated sprinklers in the greenhouses hum behind you. You have spent the morning setting up the new watering system. If it works out well, you can

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