The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-17 19:22:56 -

The mist hung low over the valley of Oakhaven, a thick, white shroud that swallowed the cobblestone streets and turned the ancient oaks into spectral silhouettes. It was a morning of profound stillness, the kind of silence that precedes a storm, and it was here that Silas Thorne stood at the edge of the cliff, watching the last of his colleagues retreat into the town square below. He was not...

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