The Distant Cartograph

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The hammer fell. It struck the iron with a sound like a bone breaking. Elara wiped her brow. The sweat stung her eyes. The forge glowed. It was a red, living thing. She worked the metal. She knew its temper. She knew its flaws. The court was quiet. It had been quiet for three days. The King sat on his throne. He did not look at her. He looked at the floor. He looked at his hands. He looked at...

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