The Wistful Asylum

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The ledger lay open on Elias Thorne’s desk, the columns of inked numbers a tidy defense against the chaos of the institution. He was forty-two, a warden of twenty years, and his sole ambition was a pension that would allow him to live quietly in a small house by the sea, far from the smell of bleach and despair. The new patient, a young man named Silas, had arrived three days prior, wearing a...

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