The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The train from the interior arrived at dusk, its iron breath misting the air in a cold, grey shroud that clung to the stone of the station platform. Thomas Bradshaw stepped off the carriage with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man who has walked a long road to find a specific kind of silence. He was a clerk in the Ministry of Records, a man whose life was measured in ledgers and the soft,...

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