The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain fell on the iron roof of the Magistrate’s House not as water but as a heavy, persistent drumming that seemed to vibrate through the floorboards and up into the bones of Sergeant Elias Thorne, who stood motionless in the center of the grand hall, his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes fixed on the door that had just swung shut with a finality that felt like the closing of a coffin...

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