The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-21 19:15:43 -

The house was not a house, not really, but a mouth that had forgotten how to close, standing open against the grey November sky with its teeth of broken guttering and its tongue of moss that had long since swallowed the foundation stones. We called it the Asylum, though it had held no patients for sixty years, only memories, and memories, as I was beginning to learn, are far more volatile than...

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