The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain against the high, narrow windows of the Blackwood Asylum was a steady, rhythmic drumming, a sound that had worn a groove into Margaret’s mind over the last three weeks. She sat in the corner of the common room, her hands folded in her lap, watching the water streak down the glass. Outside, the grounds were a blur of grey mud and bare branches, a world that seemed to have been drained...

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