The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The whistle screamed like a dying bird, a shrill, metallic tear in the fabric of the grey morning. Elias Vance stood on the platform of Station Nine, his uniform pressed to a razor’s edge, his hands trembling not from the cold but from the vibration of the air itself. He was a man who had spent thirty years learning to hold his ground, to keep his spine straight against the weight of authority,...

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