The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the sky, a persistent, grey mist that clung to the high-rising spires of the city and seeped into the pores of the stone, a dampness that had no end and no beginning, as if the world itself were a wet wound that refused to heal. Major Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the observation deck, his uniform a dull, muted grey that matched the...

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