The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Thorne. The word was spat out by the wind, a dry, rasping sound that cut through the low murmur of the Iron Guard as they marched toward the blackened horizon of Vael. Sergeant Elias Thorne did not turn, though the command was not for him alone, but for the column, a reminder that his boots were heavy with the mud of the last three days and the guilt of the last three years. He was forty years...

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