The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The light in the scribe’s room is always the color of old tea, thick and stagnant. You count the hours by the way the sun strikes the dust motes, a slow, grinding motion that matches the weight in your chest. Thirty-two years old, and your hands shake when you hold the quill. Not from cold. From the fear of forgetting. You are Elias, and you are the only man in Vane’s Estate who remembers the...

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