The Distant Cartograph

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The willow tree in the center of the village square had always been the one thing that did not belong, a verdant, weeping intrusion in the rigid geometry of the cobblestones and the gray slate roofs that defined the town of Oakhaven, a place where the air tasted perpetually of damp stone and the unspoken weight of centuries. Elias Thorne sat upon the bench at the base of the trunk, his back...

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