The Distant Cartograph

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The clock on the mantel ticked. It was a loud tick. A heavy, wooden thing. It sat in the corner of the room. The room was grey. The light was grey. Elias sat in the chair. He held a pen. The pen was cold. He looked at the paper. The paper was white. It was too white. It stared back at him. He was not supposed to be here. Not really. He was a guest. A temporary guest. The house was old. It was...

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