The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The mirror broke first. It shattered in the center of the room, a spiderweb of silver and glass expanding from the point where I had struck it. The sound was not a crash. It was a sigh. A long, thin exhalation of air that seemed to pull the warmth out of the air. I stood there, my hand still raised, trembling. The shard in my palm cut deep. The blood was dark. It ran down my wrist. It dripped...

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