The Distant Cartograph

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The rain did not fall; it hung in the air like a suspended judgment, a fine, cold mist that settled into the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat and the cracked leather of his boots. He walked the cobblestones of the old quarter, the city of St. Jude’s looming above him in a bruised twilight of slate and shadow. Elias was a man carved from the same gray stone as the walls he patrolled, his face a map...

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