The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain fell on the capital not as water, but as a grey, fine dust that settled in the crevices of the bone-white stone and the hollows of the eyes of those who walked beneath it. Elara Vane moved through the corridors of the Sanatorium of State, a place that masqueraded as a hospital but functioned as a prison for the spiritually diseased, her footsteps silent on the polished marble. She was...

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