The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The road out of the city was not a path but a wound, torn open by the weight of the carts and the weary feet of those who had no choice but to walk. Elara moved through the dust with a steadiness that belied the tremor in her hands. She was an exile of her own making, or so the wardens of the Gate had declared. In this age, where the old laws had calcified into iron and the new ones had not yet...

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