The Distant Cartograph

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The shrapnel does not sing as you were taught it would, it does not ring with a clear, metallic note that signals the proximity of the enemy or the fragility of your own skin, but rather it hisses, a low and wet sound like a snake sliding through dry grass, and you are standing in the center of the cellar of the house in Whitmore Lane, holding the brass sextant that your father had given you...

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