The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The hall was a cavern of candlelight, the air thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and the heavy, cloying perfume of lilies that lined the floor in silver bowls. I stood near the hearth, a shadow among the shadows, my fingers tracing the cold, unyielding rim of a crystal goblet. The liquid inside was dark, almost black, and as I watched, it seemed to swirl with a life of its own, a...

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