The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The damp in the infirmary tasted of wet stone and old blood, a flavor that coated the back of Thomas’s throat as he watched his father, the Abbot, struggle to breathe. The old man’s fingers, gnarled like the roots of the yew tree outside the window, clutched a withered branch he had pulled from the earth that morning, his eyes fixed on Thomas with a terror that was not for his own life. Thomas,...

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