Six years after tragedy, young Atlas has lost touch of his senses. Despite the deep roots that nature has nested around his home, his scents are duller than the dusk. Nothing smells stronger than the burning hole left behind by loss. Passing each day like another, Atlas struggles with the guilt, grief, and longing that has haunted him for half a decade. The memories of his brother haunt him in every fleeting sparrow and every blade of grass, blaming himself for the day everything burned with his home. Forgiveness is the needle in a haystack that Atlas has thrown in the fire. It is up to him to find it again one day.
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