The Wistful Asylum

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The blood is hot. It is thick. It coats your tongue. You taste iron and old pennies. Your hands are shaking, but not from cold. They are shaking from the effort of keeping them open. You are holding the doorframe. You are holding the world together. One hand on the left, one on the right. Your knuckles are white. Your uniform is ruined. The fabric is torn at the shoulder. There is a stain...

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