The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The hum was in your teeth before you saw the light. "It’s not just the paper, Elias," you had told the night guard, a man whose name you had forgotten three shifts ago because the Ministry paid you by the hour and not by the memory you kept of him. "It’s the weight of it. The building is tired." He had laughed, a dry sound like dead leaves skittering across concrete, and waved you through the...

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