The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The iron gate of the Citadel of Oakhaven did not open; it groaned, a deep, tectonic shudder that vibrated through the cobblestones and into the bones of those who stood before it, a sound like the earth itself clearing its throat in preparation for a long, cold sigh. Thomas Bradshaw stood in the shadow of the archway, his armor dented and stained with the rust-colored grime of a week’s siege,...

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