The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain fell in sheets of grey iron. It drummed against the tin roof of the depot. I sat at the desk. The wood was scarred. My hands were still. I watched the clock. The pendulum swung. Tick. Tock. Time was a thief. It stole the years. It stole the strength. It stole the mind. The letter lay on the blotter. The seal was broken. The ink was smudged. I read the words. They were short. They were...

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