The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The snow had begun to fall in long, diagonal sheets against the reinforced glass of the observation deck, a relentless, white static that blurred the perimeter of the detention facility and erased the horizon, leaving only the gray, indifferent expanse of the North Sea beyond the cliffs. Elias Thorne stood with his back to the window, his hands clasped behind the small of his back, feeling the...

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