The Distant Cartograph
The bell tolled at midnight. It was a heavy sound. It shook the dust from the rafters. I stood in the corner. I was cold. The stone floor bit into my feet. I watched the shadows move. They danced on the wall. They had no shape. They were just darkness. Master Aldric sat at his desk. He did not look up. His quill scratched on parchment. The sound was sharp. It cut the air. He was a small man. He...
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