The Distant Cartograph

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The soot tasted of copper. Elara wiped her mouth. She spat into the gutter. The steam hissed. It smelled of sulfur. The city was a lung. It breathed in. It breathed out. Smoke. Ash. She held the leaf. It was dry. Brittle. The veins were dark. Like wires. Like nerves. She pressed it to her eye. The world shifted. The buildings stretched. The cobblestones became threads. The sky was a loom. She...

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