The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The bell in the tower of St. Jude’s did not ring. It hung there, a heavy tongue of bronze, silent against the grey sky. Elias Thorne looked at it. He was a tall man, broad in the shoulder, with hands that had held rifles and now held only paperwork. He was the Head Warden of the District. He stood on the cobblestones, feeling the cold seep through the soles of his boots. The town was quiet. Too...

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