The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-19 22:22:14 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was imposed, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the horizon and turned the valley into a bowl of slush and mud where the air tasted of iron and old blood. I stood with my back against the rough, lichen-crusted bark of an oak that had no business existing in a place that did not exist, its branches thrashing like the arms of a drowning man, and I held the...

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