The Distant Cartograph

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The map tore. Not with a rip. No. It was a whisper. A thread of parchment gave way. Then another. The edge frayed into dust. Silas watched. He held it. His hands trembled. The ink bled. The lines dissolved. The kingdom faded. It was a path. A boundary. The edge of the world. Silas was a scholar. He lived in the Hall of Stars. A place of stone. Cold air. Distant bells. He had studied for years....

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