The Distant Cartograph

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The wagon’s axles groaned against the gravel, a sound that had become the only clock Elias knew. He sat rigid in the driver’s seat, his hands white-knuckled on the reins, staring not at the road ahead but at the heavy, iron-bound chest that occupied the passenger seat. It was a map, of sorts, but not of land. It was a ledger of debts, a cartography of sins that had stretched from the misty...

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