The Distant Cartograph

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The ink was black, cold, and thick as tar, and Elias Thorne counted the drops as they fell from the nib. One for the bend at Miller’s Creek. Two for the sharp turn past the old mill. Three for the dead end where the road crumbled into mud. He needed four hundred more to finish the southern ridge before the light failed, but his hand had begun to shake, a fine tremor that made the lines waver...

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