The Wistful Atlas
The fire that consumed the Great Hall of St. Jude’s did not merely take the wood and stone; it took the very air from which we breathed, turning the atmosphere into a thick, choking soup of soot and ash that settled upon our skin like a second, permanent shroud, and in the silence that followed the roar of the flames, when the last of the embers had died to a dull, pulsing red in the heart of...
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