The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Elias, the Overseer called, his voice carrying the flat, metallic resonance of a struck bell across the high-vaulted silence of the State Pantry, and the name hung in the air like a hook waiting for meat. The kitchen was a cathedral of industry, its floors polished to a mirror sheen that reflected the steam rising from the vats, and the air tasted of iron and damp wool, a flavor Elias had...

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