The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The collar sits tight against your throat, a band of black silk that feels less like fabric and more like a second skin. It is the Ash-Weave, a material the Ministry deems obsolete, a relic of the Pre-Revolutionary textile mills that no longer exist. You are Elias, thirty-two, a Junior Archivist in the Ministry of Memory, and you have spent the last four hours scrubbing the soot from the intake...

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