The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain against the plexiglass of the observation cell did not sound like water; it sounded like static, a high-pitched digital hiss that permeated the sterile white walls of Sector Four. I sat across from Elias Thorne, my hands resting flat on the metal table, fingers splayed as if I could ground myself to the earth through the alloy. He looked small in his detention uniform, a grey ghost...

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