The Distant Cartograph

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The map was not a map, not in the way that the Guild masters understood the geometry of the known world, but rather a wound stretched thin across the vellum, a topography of grief that I had spent three winters tracing with ink that smelled of iron and burnt rosemary. It lay on the table between us, the air in the chamber thick with the dust of old parchment and the unspoken weight of what I...

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