The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The air tasted of copper and old ash. "You're late, Elias." Elias turned. His boots scraped the concrete. The sound was sharp, a single note in the silence. He looked at the man. The man did not look back. He stood by the window. The glass was black. Outside, nothing moved. Only the gray. "Traffic," Elias said. "Lies." Elias stopped. He felt the weight of the words. They were heavy. They sat in...

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