The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Guomin Liang’s hands were shaking as he counted the bottles in the crate, the glass clinking against the wooden slats with a sound like breaking teeth. He was thirty years old, an Archivist of the Third Order, and he had come to the Memory Vault in the Year of the Iron Ash to save his daughter, whose fever had turned her skin the color of wet clay. The construct stood before him, a silent tower...

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