The Distant Cartograph

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The dream is not a scene but a sensation, a thick, wet wool pressing against your face, smelling of turned earth and the metallic tang of old blood that has long since dried into a rust-colored stain on the bedsheet of your memory, and you wake not with a gasp but with a slow, heavy exhale that seems to leave your lungs entirely, settling in the damp stone floor of the cellar where you have...

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