The Distant Cartograph

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The train smelled of wet wool and coal smoke, a heavy, industrial perfume that clung to the lining of Elias Thorne’s coat. He sat in the third-class carriage, his hands resting on his knees, fingers interlaced so tightly that the knuckles had turned the color of old parchment. Outside the window, the English countryside blurred into a smear of grey mud and brown earth, the industrial veins of...

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