The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The feast was not a celebration of joy, but a calibration of silence. The great hall of the Whitmore estate, a sprawling Victorian monstrosity of stone and iron, was dimly lit by tallow candles that sputtered in the draft. You sat at the head of the long oak table, your hands folded in your lap, your spine rigid against the chair. You were twelve years old, though you carried the weight of a...

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