The Distant Cartograph

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The fog in the mill town of Oakhaven did not lift; it merely thinned, revealing the jagged teeth of the ironworks and the soot-blackened chimneys that stabbed at a sky perpetually the color of a bruised plum. I worked as a clerk in the lower office of the Ashworth Foundry, a position that sat somewhere between the grease of the factory floor and the polished mahogany of the management...

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