The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Thorne! The shout cut through the hum of the ventilation fans, sharp as a slap. I froze, my fingers still buried in the damp wool of the ledger’s spine. I turned slowly, the movement costing me more effort than it should have. My knees ached, a dull, grinding protest that had been building since dawn. Standing in the doorway was Mr. Halloway, the Bureau’s new Compliance Officer, his face a mask...

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