The Distant Cartograph
The rain against the window of the cramped office was a rhythmic, dull tapping that Elias Thorne found more soothing than the silence of his own thoughts, which had grown too loud and too accusatory over the last three years. He sat hunched over the surveying equipment, the brass and glass instruments gleaming under the fluorescent light, his fingers tracing the contours of the Kael Valley map...
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