"The deep green meadow glistened in the morning dew, his hand trembled in the gentle air and the circling hawk above was an inspiration.
Somewhere ages and ages from that moment, Dr. Geoffrey Gray carefully chose his joys and sorrows long before he experienced them.
His curse was a vigilant watchman.
Now the choice was made, his back to the darkness and his face towards the light, it was the spring of hope and all things must run their course."

excerpt from "Asylum"



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