Chapter 351
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The artificial sunrise came slowly to Dragon Home. The dome’s photonic panels shifted from violet to soft amber, bathing the colony in a light that mimicked dawn on Earth. The hum of turbines deepened, mixing with the gentle hiss of heating systems that signaled a new day on Mars.

Inside, the scent of freshly brewed cocoa and fried graincakes filled the air.

Jack Parker was already awake, seated at the long titanium table by the panoramic window. His posture was calm, but his eyes carried that familiar, steady focus — the quiet composure of a man who never truly stopped leading.

Across from him, Sarah was setting plates, humming softly to herself. “Matilda, honey, don’t forget to put on your travel jacket after breakfast. It’s chilly near the docking bay.”

Matilda’s voice came from the hallway — high, energetic, and full of excitement. “Okay, Mommy! I just need to find my other boot!”

Ryan laughed from the kitchen alcove, flipping a graincake on the pan. “She’s got a whole colony’s wo
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