The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The road to the Obsidian Gate was not paved with stone, but with the bones of the old. They were white and smooth, polished by centuries of footfalls that had long since ceased. Elara walked. Her sandals were torn. The leather hung in ribbons, stained with the red dust of the valley. She did not look down. She looked at the sky. It was a bruise, purple and swollen, hanging low over the peaks....

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