The Distant Cartograph

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The dream began not with light, but with the heavy, damp sensation of earth moving against the back of the neck, a cold pressure that Edith Whitmore felt as if she were still buried in the trench she had vacated three weeks prior, her hands buried in the mud not for rest but for the frantic, futile task of digging a grave for a name she had forgotten to write on the wooden cross. She woke in...

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