The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain in the city did not fall so much as it seeped, a grey, persistent mist that clung to the windows of the high-rise office and blurred the world outside into a smear of charcoal and steel. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday; the days had begun to bleed into one another in the Department of Anomalous Containment, a place that existed in the basement of a brutalist concrete slab on...

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