The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

You stand in the grey hum of the sub-basement. The air is thick, tasting of ozone and stale coffee. Around you, the servers hum. A low, constant drone. It is the sound of the state breathing. You are a junior auditor. Your badge is plastic. Your soul is heavier. You hold the Tablet. It is a slab of black glass, cold to the touch. It does not blink. It does not sleep. It is the Eye. It sees...

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