The Distant Cartograph

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Elias packed the case. The leather was soft, worn by years of hands that did not belong to him. He placed the silver compass inside. It had belonged to Thomas. Thomas, who was gone. The case was heavy. It felt heavier than it should. Elias looked at the door. He looked at the map on the wall. The lines were red. They were thick. They bled into the paper. He had drawn them himself. Or perhaps...

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