The Wistful Asylum

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The hammer sings against the iron, a sharp, bright note that cuts through the soot-heavy air of the forge. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and your hands are wrapped in leather so thick it has turned the color of old blood. The year is 1912, and the town of Oakhaven is dying by inches, its lungs filled with coal dust and its borders fraying into the grey fog that gathers to the east. You want...

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