The Wistful Voyage

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The iron gates of the Blackwood Asylum for the Insane and the Incurable did not creak; they screamed, a high-pitched shriek that tore through the damp fog of the industrial district as you dragged your body toward them, your hands bleeding against the rusted bars. You were not a prisoner in the traditional sense, though the guards called you that, though the magistrate had signed the order for...

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