The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Thorne. The name was spoken by the junior clerk, Silas, with the flat, procedural tone of a man reading a serial number off a crate. It cut through the hum of the cooling fans in the subterranean archives, a place where the air tasted of ozone and stale coffee. Elias Thorne did not look up from the terminal. His fingers, thick-knuckled and scarred from a life before the desk, hovered over the...

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