The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

"You missed the vein again." The voice came from the shadows. It was not loud. It did not need to be. It hung in the stale air of the ward, thick and heavy as the damp wool of our coats. I did not turn. I knew the weight of the gaze. I knew the specific coldness of the judgment. My hands were steady. They had to be. The needle was in the patient’s arm. The skin was thin, translucent, like...

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