The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The fog in Millhaven did not lift. It settled. It clung to the cobblestones and the iron grates like a second skin, damp and cold. Elias Thorne stood before the Great Furnace. The heat was a physical weight. It pressed against his chest, a heavy hand demanding he kneel. He did not kneel. He watched the ash. It was black. It was fine. It drifted upward in slow, silent columns, defying the...

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