The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The train did not stop so much as it exhaled, a long, rattling sigh of steam and rust that filled the platform with a thick, grey mist, and it was in this suspended breath that Elias Thorne stepped off into the cold damp air of the city, his boots striking the wet concrete with a sound that felt less like walking and more like the ticking of a clock that had no intention of stopping, a...

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