The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Teresa Gallardo stood at the head of the long table in the reclamation yard, her hands stained with the grey soot of the dead machines, while the banquet plates of cold rice and salted duck sat untouched before the thirty guests who had come to celebrate the Bureau’s latest quota. The heat was a physical weight, pressing the air down until the light hung stagnant and yellow over the engine room...

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