The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-19 02:58:23 -

The heavy woolen coat you are wearing, the one that smells of lanolin and old smoke, is the only thing keeping the cold from claiming your bones, but it is also the only thing tethering you to the world you have left behind, and as you stand on the ridge overlooking the valley where the fog rolls in like a slow, grey tide, you realize with a sudden, clarifying shock that you are not the judge,...

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