The Wistful Asylum

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The frost did not fall gently upon the valley of Oakhaven; it struck with the sudden, violent finality of a guillotine blade, silencing the wind and sealing the earth in a shell of white silence. Captain Silas Thorne stood at the edge of the frozen marsh, his breath hanging in the air as a ghostly tether connecting him to the sky, his fingers white-knuckled around the hilt of a sword that had...

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