The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The ink on your wrist is fading. It was not always so. Once, it was a stark, black line, a seal of office that you had received with a trembling hand in the cold stone hall of the Ministry. Now, three years into your tenure as Senior Archivist, the line is a bruised violet, then a pale gray, and finally, nothing at all. The skin beneath it is smooth, unmarked, and terrified. You look down at...

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