The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The blade was dull. Elias Thorne counted the seconds until the drop, one, two, three, his fingers drumming against the iron railing of the scaffold, each tick a small hammer blow against the silence of the square. He was thirty-four years old, an Inquisitor of the Third Rank, and he wanted the promotion to High Judge more than he wanted air, more than he wanted the life that was currently...

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