The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The hall smelled of burnt sugar and damp wool, a thick, cloying atmosphere that seemed to press against the skin of everyone present, as if the air itself had grown heavy with the weight of unspoken expectations. I stood near the center of the room, my hands clasped tightly behind my back, feeling the pulse of the crowd through the soles of my shoes. Around us, the people moved in a slow,...

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