The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The train left the station with a hiss of steam that sounded like a long, exhausted sigh. Thomas stood on the platform, watching the taillights fade into the gray mist that hung over the industrial sprawl of Bristol. He was holding a single object in his left hand, wrapped in a square of brown paper. It was a watch. Not a gold one, not a silver one, but a thick, brass military issue piece, the...

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