The Wistful Asylum

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I have been dreaming of the orchids for three days, a recurring and suffocating vision of white petals unfurling in a light so sterile and absolute it felt less like illumination and more like a surgical incision into the fabric of my reality, where the air tasted of formaldehyde and the silence was so heavy it pressed against my eardrums with the weight of a deep-sea submersible hull, and in...

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