The Wistful Atlas
The count was simple, brutal, and absolute: three hundred and forty-two characters remaining. You had until midnight to set the final page of Thomas Bradshaw’s novel, *The Hollow Creek*, or his reputation would shatter along with the deadline. The mill town of Oakhaven slept in a fog of coal smoke and damp wool, but inside the typesetting room of the *Oakhaven Gazette*, the air was thick with...
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