The Wistful Ashes
The room was small. It smelled of damp wool and old paper. Silas sat in the chair. The chair was hard. He did not move. Across the table sat his supervisor, Mr. Halloway. Halloway was a large man. He wore a grey suit. The suit was clean. The suit was new. Silas’s suit was old. Silas’s hands were rough. "Look at it, Silas," Halloway said. His voice was soft. It was the voice of a doctor checking...
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