The Distant Cartograph

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2026-08-20 18:30:22 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the sky, a heavy, grey sigh that soaked into the stone of the manor and seeped through the wool of my doublet until the cold became a physical weight, a second skin I could not shed. I stood in the courtyard, the mud sucking at my boots, watching the ink dry on the parchment that hung from the eaves of the keep. It was a map, or what the scribe...

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