The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The roof collapsed first, then the world. I was standing in the center of the Hall of Verdicts when the ceiling gave way. It did not fall with a crash, but with a slow, sickening groan of timber and stone, a sound like a dying lung. Dust rose in thick, gray curtains, obscuring the painted ceiling where the eyes of the Justiciars stared down with their eternal, hollow judgment. I did not run. I...

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