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First Son #2

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The child was nearly here, pried from the womb by metal claws, without harm, without love. BIRTHER-1089 reached in through the birthing port, clutched the squirming infant and pulled him into the world.
At the base of the tube, a counter spun from 0000 to 0001. Her first child then. It would not be her last.
BIRTHER-1089 wrapped the wailing child in sterile cloth, hushing his cries with gentle words and love.
It was the only love he’d get in his life.
“APPROACH JUDGE.”
Shivering at the words, she hugged the infant tighter, and carried it towards judgement.

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