The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

Elias. The name hung in the air of the Ministry of Records, sharp and accusatory, before my father’s hand clamped onto my shoulder. We stood in the corridor of the botanical annex, the smell of damp rot and old paper thick enough to taste on the back of my throat. My father, Mr. Arthur Thorne, did not look at me. He looked at the ceiling, where a patch of grey-green moss was spreading across...

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