The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

Chapter One Lois Blount stood in the coal cellar, her hands raw and bleeding, demanding the release of her brother from the overseer, when the shadows on the wall seemed to detach themselves, a primal urge to surrender to the dark overwhelming her duty to the cause. The air smelled of wet slate and rotting timber, a thick, cloying scent that coated the back of her throat. She was thirty-two, an...

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