The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The iron hisses against the wool, a thin, high-pitched scream that cuts through the silence of the bedroom. You press the sole flat, smoothing a crease in the tunic that has refused to yield since last night. The fabric is grey, the color of the town outside, the color of the men who walk the border line with their heads down. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, and in three days you will be a...

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