The Wistful Asylum

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The train wheels clattered against the iron tracks with a rhythmic, metallic persistence that seemed to vibrate through the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots, a sound that felt less like travel and more like the ticking of a clock counting down to an inevitable, silent explosion. He sat rigid in the corner of the carriage, his hands clasped so tightly around a leather-bound ledger that the knuckles...

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