The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The name Elias Whitmore was not spoken so much as it was stamped into the humid air of the State Nursery dining hall, a dry, percussive sound that cut through the clatter of cutlery and the low, droning hum of the ventilation systems. He stood at the edge of the long table, his hands folded in his lap, watching the steam rise from the congealed starch of the communal stew, while the other...

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