The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The coat is too heavy. You feel the weight of it dragging at your shoulders, a leaden anchor pulling you down into the mud of the road. It is a long coat, black wool, frayed at the cuffs, stained with the grime of a thousand miles. You have worn it until the fabric thinned, until the lining peeled away, until it became less a garment and more a second skin, a shroud you cannot shed. You are...

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