The Distant Cartograph

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The dream began with the smell of burnt sage and wet wool. It was a scent that belonged to the corridors of the old St. Jude’s Infirmary, a place that had stood for three hundred years in the shadow of the castle wall, long before the world knew the word "hospital." In the dream, the walls were breathing, expanding and contracting like the lungs of a sleeping giant. The air was thick with the...

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