The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The ink on the page was wet, a slick, viscous black that smelled of iron and old blood, and my thumb pressed into it, leaving a smear that slowly, terribly, rearranged itself into the word *guilty*. I had been trying to find the name of the man who signed the execution order for my sister, Clara, but the Ledger of Sins did not record the past; it recorded the present, and it recorded me. The...

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