The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The alarm did not sound like a bell, nor did it scream like a siren, but instead it arrived as a low, tectonic hum that vibrated in the marrow of my bones, a frequency so deep and so pervasive that I could feel it grinding against the inner walls of my skull, a constant, sub-audible pressure that reminded me of the time my father had driven us through a thunderstorm on the interstate, where the...

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