The Wistful Atlas
The first item was the belt, leather stiff with cold and sweat, coiled twice around the pack frame. Elias Thorne counted the brass buckles, three in total, their surfaces worn smooth by ten years of friction against his waist. He checked the tension, tightening the strap until it bit into the canvas, then moved to the canteen, testing its weight against his palm. Sixteen ounces of water, enough...
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