The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The air in the vault tasted of iron and old paper. Elias adjusted his spectacles. The lenses were thick, warped slightly at the edges. They made the world look curved. It made the men look taller. "We have to speak," said the Director. He stood by the steel door. His shadow stretched across the concrete floor. It was long and thin. It reached for Elias’s feet. Elias nodded. He did not look up....

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