The Distant Cartograph

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that blurred the horizon and turned the muddy tracks of the valley into a sucking, viscous morass that threatened to swallow the wheels of the cart whole, and I sat in the back with my coat soaked through to the skin, watching the mud splash against the canvas cover, each drop a small, cold kiss that reminded me of the wet,...

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