The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it settled, a grey, industrial soot that clung to the wool of coats and the iron of the railings. It was a town built on the bones of coal and the sweat of men who had long since stopped asking questions about their health. Thomas Vane stood in the center of the town square, his hand resting on the cold brass of the fountain’s rim. He was a man of...

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