The Wistful Ashes
You are the Inquisitor of the Ashen Spire, a title that sounds grander in the old ledgers than it feels in the hollow of your chest. The Spire is not a building in the way that stone and mortar are meant to be understood; it is a living architecture of decay, a vertical canyon of soot-stained brick that pierces the grey belly of the sky like a needle sewing shut the mouth of the world. It is...
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