The Distant Cartograph

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The ink was wet. Elias Thorne stared at the blue lines bleeding into the heavy bond paper, his fingers trembling not from cold, but from the sheer, violent precision required to hold a steel nib steady. The drafting room of Whitmore & Sons Surveying Company smelled of coal dust and stale tobacco, a thick, suffocating haze that coated the back of his throat. He was thirty-four years old, an...

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