The Distant Cartograph

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The map is in your hand. It is torn. The tear runs from the top left to the bottom right. You hold it tight. Your knuckles are white. The wind is cold. It bites your neck. You are standing at the edge of the town. The town is called Oakhaven. It is a small place. It sits in a valley. The trees are bare. It is late autumn. The leaves are brown. They crunch under your boots. You are a soldier....

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