The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The air in the briefing room tasted of ozone and stale coffee. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the head of the table. He was a man made of right angles and worn wool. His uniform was pressed to a sharpness that seemed unnatural in the dim, fluorescent light. He did not look at the others. He looked at the wall. Specifically, he looked at the large, framed map pinned there. It was not a standard...

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