The Wistful Asylum

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The train cut the silence of the valley. It screamed. Iron on iron. Dust rose like grey ghosts around the tracks. Elias Thorne stepped off the car. His boots hit the gravel. Hard. He was a sergeant. He had seen things in the trenches. Mud. Blood. Screams. The war was over. Or so they said. He walked into the town of Oakhaven. It was small. Quiet. The factories sat low, smoking black smoke into...

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