The Distant Cartograph

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The air inside the workshop was thick with the scent of linseed oil, dried turpentine, and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to have seeped into the very grain of the oak tables over the decades, a smell that I had once associated with safety but which now felt like the odor of a sealed tomb. I stood before the great drafting table, my hands trembling not from the cold that permeated...

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