The Wistful Asylum

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The train rattled its iron teeth against the tracks, a sound that was less a noise and more a vibration that settled deep in your molars, a low hum that suggested the earth itself was grinding its bones, and you pressed your forehead against the cold, grimy window of the carriage, watching the blurred gray landscape of the English countryside smear past in a streak of mud and dead hedgerows,...

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