The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The alarm did not ring. It screamed. You were awake. Not the soft waking of morning. This was a tear. The room shook. Dust fell from the ceiling in gray sheets. You looked at the clock. Three A.M. The window rattled in its frame. You stood up. Your legs felt like wood. There was a sound outside. A low hum. Like a hive. You walked to the door. The hallway was dark. You felt the vibration in your...

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