The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The decree lay on the oak table, the parchment yellowed and brittle as a dried leaf, bearing the seal of the Guild and the signature of Master Aldous. You read it twice, the ink blurring slightly in the dim light of the archive, where the air smelled of dust and the slow decay of paper. The text was simple, bureaucratic, and absolute: the missing hand of the wax statue of your father, Thomas...

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