The Distant Cartograph

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The snow fell thick. It covered the road. It covered the fields. It covered the guilt. Thomas walked. His boots were heavy. They were caked in red mud. He could not scrub it out. The mud was in the soles. It was in the laces. It was in his blood. He was a convict. He had no name. Or so he told himself. Names were for the free. Names were for those who had not killed their fathers. Thomas had...

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