The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The stone of the Mirror Gate did not reflect light; it absorbed it, a jagged scar in the side of the Ashen Reach where the world ended and the grey nothing began. I pressed my chisel against the surface, the cold bit of steel biting into my palm, and watched as a hairline fracture spread through the obsidian-like face of the barrier. I was thirty-two years old, and I had spent the last six...

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