The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-21 15:52:20 -

The rain hit the glass. It sounded like fingers tapping. I watched the droplets race down the pane. They left no trace. Just a momentary wetness. Then they were gone. The room was cold. The air smelled of coal dust and old paper. I sat in the corner. My hands were folded in my lap. I waited for the door to open. It did not open. The silence was heavy. It pressed against my ears. I felt the...

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