The Faded Apartment

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The sleet hit the windows of the Millbrook Asylum with a sound like wet gravel thrown by a child’s hand. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of boiled cabbage and coal dust, a heavy, greasy layer that seemed to settle into the pores of the skin. Elias Vane stood in the center of the common room, his hands raised in a defensive crouch, though there was no one there to fight. He was a man of...

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