The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain in Aethelgard does not fall; it accumulates, a gray, sentient fog that settles into the joints of the city’s brutalist architecture and the bones of its inhabitants. You are Mara, thirty-two, a low-level archivist in the sterile, gray city-state, and you want to retrieve your husband’s sealed medical file from the High Tower to prove he was not executed for treason but for a genetic...

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