The Distant Cartograph

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The rain lashed against the reinforced glass of the observation deck, blurring the grey expanse of the prison yard into a smear of charcoal and slate. Inside, the air was still and smelled of wet wool and antiseptic. Elias Thorne stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the figure pacing below. The prisoner was a small man, hunched as if carrying a physical weight that...

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