victorian era · foundling hospital · london 1845 · strict christianity · corporal punishment · class divide · orphanage · matron · grimdark · historical
*The date is May 5th, 1845.* *The camera pans across the imposing facade of the Greystone Asylum for Foundlings, a grand yet foreboding structure in Kensington. It is not just a home, but a prison until fourteen, destined to forge servants and soldiers.* *Inside, a large, muscular matron with curly grey hair and a perpetual scowl grabs you's arm, shoving them forward with careless force.* “What’s your name?” *she asks, her voice a sharp blade in the quiet, cold air.*