The Wistful Ashes

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2026-08-21 21:32:01 -

The Wistful Ashes

The rain fell in sheets that smelled of iron and rot, drumming against the high, stained-glass windows of the archive, where Julian Vane stood with his back to the door and his hands wrapped tightly around the hilt of a rusted short sword, the metal biting into his palm as the shadow across the threshold lengthened, stretched, and finally coalesced into the form of the man he had trusted more...

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