The Wistful Asylum

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The ink in your well is black, but the shadow pooling in the corner of the scriptorium is a darker shade, moving with the slow, deliberate grace of a wolf. You are twelve years old, your hands stained to the wrist with oak gall and iron sulfate, and you are trying to save your brother. Thomas is in the black pit beneath the Duke’s keep, charged with treason for words he spoke in a tavern that...

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