The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The iron gate clanged. It was a sound like a bone breaking, sharp and final, echoing off the wet brick of the cell block. "Quiet, number four," the warden barked. His voice was thin, reedy, stripped of all warmth by the damp air. "We are not animals here. We are workers. Do you understand?" Ellis did not answer. He sat on the thin mattress, his knees drawn up to his chest. The wool of his...

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