The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the capital into a slick, black mirror that reflected the gas lamps in long, trembling ribbons of orange and grey, and it was in this relentless, soaking darkness that Inspector Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of the Ministry of Internal Security, his uniform soaked through to the skin, the heavy wool clinging to his ribs...

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