The Distant Cartograph

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The fog did not roll in. It stood up. It was a white wall at the edge of the laboratory, thick as wool, silent as snow. Julian stood at his desk. The glass jars hummed. Inside them, the fluid swirled. It was a pale blue. It was cold. It was alive. He rubbed his eyes. His fingers were stiff. The heating pipes clanked in the wall. A low, metallic groan. The building was old. The Institute for...

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