The Wistful Asylum

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Chapter One Was it the light, or was it the fear? Văn Tuan asked the question aloud, though no one in the sealed room could hear him. The gaslight flickered, casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete floor of the interrogation room. His daughter Lan sat in the corner, twelve years old and trembling, her eyes fixed on the peeling paint of the wall. Tuan wanted to prove her innocence, to...

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