The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The iron tastes of rust and old blood, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat as you bite down on the leather strap of your shield, your knuckles white around the hilt of a sword that has seen better centuries. You are in the pit. Not a pit of earth, but a circular arena carved into the bedrock of the fortress, the stone slick with the condensation of a thousand nights and the sweat...

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