The Wistful Asylum

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The rain does not fall so much as it settles, a heavy, grey blanket that muffles the city into a state of suspended animation. You stand in the rain. You are not cold, though the damp has seeped through the wool of your greatcoat, turning the fabric into a heavy, sodden weight that pulls at your shoulders. You are not tired, either, though your bones ache with a fatigue that has nothing to do...

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