The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The paper was thin, translucent, and smelled of wet ash. Elias Thorne held it between his thumb and forefinger, the edges crinkling under the pressure of his grip. It was a ration token, forged three days ago in the cellar of a dead man’s house, the ink still faintly damp. In the year 402 of the High Court, the grain was not food; it was currency, and Elias needed the final allocation to keep...

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