The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The ink on the ledger did not dry; it simply sank into the parchment like a bruise forming under the skin of the world, leaving a mark that was both permanent and invisible to the untrained eye. Elias Thorne sat in the high-backed chair of the Inquisitor’s office, the room smelling of stale beeswax and the metallic tang of fear that seemed to cling to the stone walls of the Citadel. He was a...

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