The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the dirt roads of the Appalachian foothills into a slurry of red mud and black oil, and Elias Vane stood on the porch of the abandoned surveyor’s hut, watching the mist swallow the treeline, holding the cracked brass telescope that had belonged to his father, a piece of glass and metal that felt less like an...

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