The Wistful Silence

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The iron keys hang heavy on your belt, a rhythmic percussion against your thigh as you walk the corridors of St. Jude’s Penitentiary. The stone walls are cold enough to leech the warmth from your skin, damp with the perpetual rot of the valley fog. You are Thomas, the Head Warden, a man whose hands are calloused not from the soil but from the friction of control, from the grip on the leaden...

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