The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, cold sheet that turned the dirt roads into rivers of sludge and made the air smell of wet stone and rotting leaves. Thomas Ashworth walked with a heavy, rhythmic gait, his boots sucking deep into the mud, the weight of his rifle slung across his back feeling less like a weapon and more like an anchor dragging him toward the bottom of the...

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