The Distant Cartograph

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2026-08-19 20:22:09 -

The knife slid out of the meat. It was a clean cut, sharp as a whisper. I wiped the blade on my apron. The steel was dull. I had forgotten to sharpen it. My hands shook, not from cold, but from the weight of what lay on the table. The meat was red and wet. It smelled of iron. I looked up at the clock. Two minutes left. The kitchen was silent. The only sound was my breathing. It was shallow. It...

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