The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain fell in sheets. It hammered against the mud of the road. Caelum walked. His boots were heavy. They were caked in the red clay of the valley. He walked toward the city. The city was a stone beast. It crouched on the hill. It waited for him. He carried a sword. It was old. The steel was dark. It did not shine. It drank the light. He had carried it for ten years. He had carried it through...

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