The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The blue light of the terminal washed over Elias Thorne’s face, turning his skin the color of old slate, and in the silence of the Ministry of Memory archives, the only sound was the low, electric hum of the servers processing the collective conscience of the nation. He was thirty-four years old, an archivist of mid-level clearance, and he had been sitting in that chair for six hours, his eyes...

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