The Wistful Atlas
My hands were shaking as I pinned the final tag to the sleeve of the velvet coat, the thread biting into my thumb. I am Vernon Roudebush, and for twenty years I have been the quiet hand that keeps this ministry’s past in order, though lately the past feels less like a record and more like a weight. The fabric hummed against my palm, a low, dry vibration that matched the static in my own skull....
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