The Wistful Ashes
The document was a single sheet of heavy, cream-colored paper, its edges frayed and soft as wet tissue, lying flat on the metal table before Elias Thorne. It bore the seal of the Bureau of Interior Security, a circle of iron-grey ink that seemed to absorb the dim light of the administrative block, and beneath it, in a typeface so precise it looked cut from stone, was the list of items deemed...
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