The Wistful Asylum

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The mud is red. It coats your boots. It stains your hands. You are in the courtyard. The palace walls are high. White stone. Cold. The rain falls hard. It hammers the flagstones. You are a guard. You hold your rifle. Your brother is beside you. Thomas. He is shaking. You feel his fear. It is a cold wire. It runs through your chest. The doors open. The Minister steps out. He wears a suit of...

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