The Wistful Asylum

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The morning air in the Great Hall of the Ashworth estate does not carry the scent of fresh bread or polished wood, as it once did, but rather the metallic tang of old blood and the dusty, suffocating weight of silence that has settled over the family for three generations, a silence that you can feel pressing against your eardrums like a deep underwater dive. You stand before the full-length...

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