The Wistful Asylum

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The iron gate of Blackwood Manor did not creak, which was the first thing Elias noticed, and the second, and the third, as he stood there with his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his wool coat, feeling the cold seep through the fabric like a living thing, a slow and patient worm burrowing into his bones. It was a silence that had weight to it, a heavy, suffocating blanket that settled...

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