The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain fell in a steady, grey sheet against the glass of the observation deck, blurring the city below into a smear of neon and shadow, a landscape that had lost its definition under the weight of my departure. I stood there, my hands clasped behind my back, the leather of my gloves creaking softly with the movement, feeling the chill of the window seep into the knuckles, a cold that seemed...

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