The Distant Cartograph

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The ink was dry before the paper had fully accepted the weight of the nib. Julian Thorne held the map in his hands, a fragile sheet of vellum that felt less like parchment and more like dried skin. It was a map of nowhere. Or rather, a map of everywhere, folded into a cube no larger than a matchbox. The lines were not drawn in carbon or sepia, but in a liquid that shimmered with the faint,...

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