The Wistful Asylum

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The bone was in your hand. It was white. It was dry. It fit the curve of your palm like a key. You had taken it from the ash. You had taken it from the fire that had consumed the chapel. The ash was still warm. The smoke still stung your eyes. But the bone was cold. It was real. It was yours. You are the Keeper. This is the title given to you by the High Council. It is not a name. Names are for...

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