The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The coat hung on the back of the chair. It was red. Not a bright red, but the dull, oxidized red of dried blood or old brick. It was heavy. It smelled of wool and damp earth. Elias sat in the corner. The room was small. The walls were thin. Sound traveled far. "Is it true?" asked Mrs. Gable. Her voice was tight. A wire pulled taut. "Did you take it?" Elias looked at his hands. They were rough....

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