The Wistful Asylum

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The train hissed into the station at Oakhaven, a low, mournful exhalation that seemed to drain the very air from the platform, leaving behind only the smell of wet wool and the metallic tang of rust that clung to the ironwork of the old terminal, and Elias Thorne stepped down onto the gravel with his suitcase held tight against his chest as if it contained the last breath of a dying god, his...

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