The Distant Cartograph

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The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the manor house, a relentless, rhythmic pounding that seemed to beat in time with my own slowing heart. I was on the road when I first saw it, a grey smear on the horizon, but by the time I reached the gate, the mist had swallowed the world. I had been walking for miles. My boots were heavy, soaked through with the...

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