The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The fire started in the east quarter. You saw it first as a smear of orange on the horizon, a bruise spreading across the grey sky. Then the wind turned. It carried the smell of burning pine and wet ash into the alleyways. You stood on the bridge, looking down at the river. The water was black and still. It did not move. It did not care. Your name is Elara. You live in the city of Orem. The...

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