The Distant Cartograph

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2026-08-18 15:09:12 -

The mud took me. It was thick. Black. Smelling of iron and rot. I stood in the field. The rain stopped. Silence. My left hand was gone. Not cut. Not broken. Gone. The sleeve hung empty. I looked down. The soil was smooth. As if nothing had ever been there. As if I had never been there. I walked. My boots sunk deep. Each step was a struggle. Against the earth. Against the weight of it. I was a...

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