The Wistful Atlas
Chapter One Joon-ho Yeo pressed the steel stylus into the gold leaf, his wrist locked tight as he carved the final stroke of the royal seal, the banquet hall around him humming with the clatter of porcelain and the low murmur of men in expensive coats who had come to witness the completion of the empire’s mark. The light from the kerosene lamps cut through the haze of cigarette smoke, catching...
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