The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

You hold the coal. It is warm. It is black. It is dead. You are a merchant. You trade in heat. The city is cold. The city is grey. The sky is low. You stand in your shop. The air smells of sulfur. It smells of ash. You look at your hands. They are stained. They are rough. You are not alone. Thomas is there. He is your ally. He is your mirror. He stands by the door. He watches you. He says...

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