The Wistful Crossroads

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The iron gate of the Blackwood Asylum groaned in the wind, a sound like a dying man’s last breath, and I stood before it with my hands bound in cold steel, feeling the vibration of the hinges travel up my arms and into the marrow of my bones, a physical reminder that I was no longer a man of the law but a specimen of the state. The fog that rolled in from the nearby moors was thick and yellow,...

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