The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The transit pod hummed a low, subsonic note against my molars as it carried me through the subterranean arteries of Sector Four, a vibration that felt less like motion and more like the city itself was digesting me. I held the ceramic mug tightly in my hands, the warmth of it a small, defiant island of comfort against the sterile, recycled chill of the air. It was a simple vessel, unglazed on...

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