The Wistful Asylum

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The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that blurred the boundary between the wet stone of the courtyard and the sky above. Sergeant Major Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the parade ground, his back to the gate, watching the water collect in the shallow depressions of the cobblestones. He did not move to seek shelter. The cold was a physical weight, pressing against...

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