The Wistful Asylum

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The fire did not begin with a spark, but with a sound like the snapping of a thousand dry twigs, a sound that seemed to come from the very stones of the Great Hall, vibrating through the soles of my boots before it reached my ears. I stood in the center of the circular room, the air thick with the scent of pine resin and old dust, and watched as the darkness in the corners began to retreat, not...

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