The Wistful Voyage

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The ledger was rotting in the dark, a thick spine of leather swollen with damp and age. You found it in the sealed vault of the Blackwood Asylum, the air thick with the scent of mildew and old paper. It was the autumn of 1893, and you, Elias Thorne, had spent forty years cataloging the dead before you came here to find the living. Your hands trembled as you opened the cover, the pages sticking...

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