The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The dream was not of peace, but of weight. Caelen stood in the center of the Hall of Whispers, a vast, vaulted chamber where the stone walls were lined not with tapestries, but with thousands of empty iron racks. The air smelled of ozone and old blood. He wore the heavy grey tunic of the Order of the Iron Gate, the fabric stiff with the salt of his own sweat. In his hands, he held a cloak. It...

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