The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The barometer on the wall, a brass instrument with a face like a stern magistrate, had not moved from the 'Storm' sector in three days, yet the air in the sitting room of the Whitmore estate remained stagnant, thick with the scent of damp wool and the metallic tang of old iron. Elias stood by the window, his fingers tracing the cold glass, watching the rain streak down in parallel lines, a...

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