The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The fire in the great hall of the Sterling Estate did not roar; it whispered, a dry, papery hiss that sounded terribly like the rustling of old ledgers. It was a cold fire, fueled by the bones of the past, and it illuminated the faces of the council with a flickering, jaundiced light. Arthur Penhaligon stood before them, his posture rigid, his hands clasped behind his back in a gesture that was...

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