The Distant Cartograph

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The glass vial was cold in my hand, colder than the steel of the shelf behind it. It was empty. I held it up to the fluorescent light that hummed in the ceiling of the archive, a sound that had been drilling into my skull for three days. The label was yellowed, the ink faded to a brown that looked like dried blood. Sorrow’s Root. Dr. Aris’s handwriting was precise, the loops tight and...

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