The Wistful Asylum

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The letter lay on the steel desk, the paper yellowed at the edges, smelling of damp wool and the stale tobacco smoke that clung to the corridors of Blackwood Penitentiary. You read it three times, your finger tracing the cramped, slanting script of your younger brother, Julian. It was not a plea. It was not a scream. It was a calm, terrifying acceptance of a fate that had been decided without...

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