The Wistful Asylum

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"Is the gate open?" The voice was low. It scraped against the silence of the corridor like a boot on stone. Thomas stood by the iron door. His hand did not tremble. He never let it tremble. He was a sergeant now. Or had been, before the war took his rank and his left ear. Now he was just Thomas. The keeper of the threshold. The house was old. Older than the war. Older than the king who built...

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