The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The sky above the city of Oakhaven did not fall; it shattered. It was a sound like a continent cracking in two, a low, resonant hum that vibrated in the marrow of every bone before the light arrived. The light was not white, but a bruised, sickly violet, and it poured through the gaps in the ceiling of the Ministry of Order, washing over the rows of desks where men in gray coats sat with their...

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