The Distant Cartograph

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The rain had not stopped for three days, and it turned the mud of the lower barracks into a thick, sucking paste that clung to the soles of their boots like the hands of drowning men. "Stop looking at your hands, Miller," said Sergeant Kael, his voice low and rough, like gravel shifting under a heavy load. He stood by the window, where the gray light of the fortress spilled in, illuminating the...

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