The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The train cut through the fog like a knife through wet paper. Elias stood by the window, his hand pressed against the cold glass. The landscape outside was a smear of grey and green, indistinct and shifting. He held the book in his left hand. It was a small thing, bound in leather that had once been black but was now the color of dried blood. The cover was worn smooth, the corners rounded by...

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