The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The dream always began with the sound of breaking. It was not the sharp crack of a vase or the dull thud of a dropped book, but the wet, fibrous tear of something living splitting apart. In the dream, I stood in the center of a vast, white field, and the sky above me was not sky at all, but a sheet of thin, brittle ice. I watched the fissures race across the horizon, spiderwebbing toward me,...

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