The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey, suspended breath that tasted of iron and old stone. In the high, drafty tower of the Keep at Dunmore, where the wind screamed through the mortar like a dying beast, Kael sat alone with the Map. It was not a map of the physical world, not of the rivers and roads that men could walk and measure with paces. It was an Atlas of the Wound,...

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