The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The tower fell not with a crash, but with a sigh. It was a long, shuddering exhalation of stone and mortar, a sound that seemed to strip the breath from the air itself. Caleb stood in the courtyard, his boots sinking into the mud that had been blood a moment ago. The sky above was a bruised purple, swollen with clouds that refused to break. He did not look up. He could not. To look up was to...

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