The Wistful Ashes
You hold the bone. It is a metacarpal. Number two. Left hand. You hold it in your palm like a coin. It is small. It is cold. It has been in your pocket for three days. You are standing in the Break Room. The coffee is stale. The machine hums. A low, mechanical drone. It vibrates through the table. It vibrates through your teeth. You are Thomas. You work in Compliance. Sector Four. The Building...
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