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there, and all there was was the oxygen at the limit of the slick, round the
circumference ... so of course only the fringes burned; only the edge of the
great circle could combust into the clear, isthmian air of
Panama; a kilometre-wide ring of fire, enfolding and enclosing a dark and
lifeless heart.
Hisako Onoda watched for a moment, then turned away, and swam on towards the
distant falls of light, beneath a burning sky.
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