The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The glass shatters. Not with a crash, but with a sigh. It bursts into a thousand crystalline tears that float in the air, suspended in the thick, violet mist of the Hall. You watch them drift. You do not reach for them. You know what they are. They are the shards of your wedding ring. The band of platinum you wore for forty years. The symbol of your bond with Eleanor. It is gone. The Councilor...

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