The Distant Cartograph

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The map was not paper. It was skin. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the conservatory, the glass panes rattling against the iron frames as the industrial wind outside sought entry. The air inside was thick, heavy with the scent of damp earth and the faint, metallic tang of blood that had long since dried into the soil of the potted ferns. He held the object in his hands, a sheet of human...

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