The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-17 10:49:33 -

The rain tapped against the glass. It was a steady, rhythmic sound. Like a clock. Or a heart. Margaret stood in the corner. She wore a gray suit. The fabric was stiff. It smelled of dust and old paper. "Did you hear it?" The voice was low. It came from the desk. Margaret looked up. The man behind the desk was young. He had thin lips. His eyes were red. He looked tired. He looked afraid. "I...

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