Commonwealth, III.XII: “That Alluring World That Is Not Ours”

Commonwealth, III.XII: “That Alluring World That Is Not Ours” September 3, 2021

Commonwealth: A Novel of Utopia, part 3, chapter 3

Author’s Note: This is an excerpt from my novel Commonwealth. The rest of today’s installment is free, but only on my Patreon site. If you want to read the next part today, it’s already up on Patreon as well. You can sign up for as little as $1/month, or $2 for exclusive author’s notes and behind-the-scenes material. There’s also a table of contents for all published chapters.

At reveille the following morning, Zoe was awakened by a guard’s nightstick rapping on the bars of the cell.

“Kolettis! Mail call!”

“I’m up, I’m up,” Zoe murmured sleepily, not yet awake enough to comprehend the words.

A half-forgotten fragment of poetry flitted through the drowsy recesses of her mind: Somewhere the dawn breaks laughing o’er the sea, in that alluring world that is not ours…

Then she sat up as she realized what the guard had said.

There was an envelope on the floor.

She picked it up with trembling hands. It was thin, no thicker than a single folded sheet of paper.

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