The Distant Cartograph

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The mud was black and thick, sucking at the leather soles of my boots with a wet, tearing sound that echoed in my ears louder than the distant crash of the outer wall giving way. "Captain Ashworth!" The shout came from behind me, ragged and desperate, belonging to a man whose face I could not see in the gloom of the trench. I did not turn. My hands were wrapped around the hilt of my sword, and...

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