The Distant Cartograph

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The roof of the Hall of Records collapsed not with a roar, but with a wet, suffocating sigh, as if the building itself had exhaled a final, exhausted breath before surrendering to the weight of the winter storm that had been hammering against the high, arched windows for three days straight, and I stood there, in the center of the main atrium, watching the dust settle in the shafts of pale,...

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