The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The lantern was not merely a light source. It was a relic, a jagged shard of glass and brass that hummed with a low, thrumming vibration only the keeper could feel. Elias Vane held it against his chest, the cold metal biting into his ribs, as he stood in the center of the Great Hall. The air here was thick, stale with the scent of damp stone and old blood. Above him, the vaulted ceiling...

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