The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Thorne. The name hung in the sterile air of the Ministry’s intake lobby, cold and sharp as a scalpel. I stood before the biometric scanner, my fingers trembling not from fear, but from the damp chill that seeped through the soles of my shoes, a sensation that had nothing to do with the climate control and everything to do with the weight of the file in my hand. It was a thin, manila folder,...

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