The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The iron bell rang. It did not chime. It struck. Captain Elias Thorne held the brass key. It was heavy. It was warm. It was his. He stood in the hall of the Whitmore estate. Dust motes danced in the gray light. The air smelled of wet stone and old paper. No one else was there. Not yet. He turned the key. The lock clicked. A sound like a bone snapping. The door swung open. Inside, the room...

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