The Wistful Asylum

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Thorne. The name was called out by a voice like dry leaves skittering across pavement, sharp and indifferent, and I looked up from the tray where the grey liquid was cooling. It was the Marrow Broth, thick and viscous, served in a ceramic bowl that had a chip on the rim, a small imperfection that I had catalogued alongside the dent in the table leg and the stain on the ceiling tile above my...

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