The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The incinerator hummed, a low, mechanical growl that vibrated through the floor of the Bureau of Civic Compliance. Elias Thorne stood before the intake chute, his hands steady, his face a mask of professional detachment. He was forty-two, a senior auditor with twenty years of service, and he knew the weight of the object in his left hand. It was not a ledger, nor a compliance report, but a...

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