The Wistful Atlas
You wake in the dark. The air is thick. It smells of wet stone and old blood. You are in the city. It is not your city. It is not any city that exists on the maps. It is a place of shadows and silence. You are the seeker. You have always been the seeker. You look for the truth. You look for the mark. The mark is a symbol. It is carved into the air. It is written on the walls. It is in your...
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