Asylum
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-This is a collection of experiences and thoughts of a young irritated 14 year old boy learning
what it is growing up in this ..."less than colorful" world.
Avery. Most thoughts are Avery's, and he is usually the narrator, we mostly see his POV
and if not that, then we're most likely seeing about him. -
Avery: "what is Asylum anyways? Asylum is a grand psychotic network/large building filled
with multiple lands and a large collection of various scenarios, tales, scenes,
and concepts. Not that anything good is concieved here.
"This isn't the full tour of Asylum, nowhere near, but instead a small portion,
that features me in the spotlight, usually in the form of viewing my life in
some way, or me sometimes exploring the other parts of Asylum, sometimes the ones that
have a harder time coming into existance or being explained."
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