The Distant Cartograph

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The mortar shell did not explode, but it did not miss, either. It buried itself in the mud of the trench wall with a dull, wet thud that vibrated through the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots, sending a spray of damp earth onto his tunic. He did not flinch. He had learned, in the three weeks since the front had stabilized, to separate the sound of death from the sensation of being alive, to treat...

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