The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The form was white, crisp, and smelled faintly of the chemical solvent they used to clean the intake tables. I held it under the fluorescent lights of the Warden’s office, the hum of the ventilation system a low, constant drone that seemed to vibrate in my teeth. My name was printed at the top in bold, sterile ink: Elias Thorne, Senior Warden, State Reclamation Facility. Below my name, a single...

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