The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The canal water moved with the heavy, indifferent pace of a millstone, grinding the silt into the mud of the last village before the escarpment. The bridge carpenters were already at work, their hammers striking the wet timber in a rhythm that sounded like a slow, dying heartbeat. I stood at the edge of the catwalk, twelve years old, clutching my father’s blood-stained wool shawl so tightly...

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