The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the horizon and turned the muddy ramparts into slick, treacherous slabs of stone. Thomas stood at the edge of the rampart, his breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps that misted in the cold air. The leather of his gauntlets was stiff with old blood, not his own, but the scent was so thick and metallic it coated the...

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