The Distant Cartograph

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2026-08-20 12:23:41 -

The snow had not stopped in three days. It fell in thick, silent sheets against the window of the guardroom, blurring the world into a white void. I sat on the cold stone bench, my breath rising in short, sharp bursts. My hands were raw. The leather of my gauntlets had cracked, and the blood from my palms had seeped through to the wool. I watched the drop. It hung from the hem of my coat, a...

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