The Wistful Atlas
You arrive in the city of Oakhaven not with the triumphant stride of a conqueror, but with the weary, deliberate gait of a man who has already lost the war in his mind, carrying with you a satchel that weighs more than the leather and brass alone should allow, for it is filled with the heavy, silent judgment of the Guild of Cartographers, a body that has decided that your life’s work, your...
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