The Distant Cartograph

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The dampness in the basement of the Survey Office did not merely exist; it invaded, settling into the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat and the very fibers of the vellum maps spread before him. It was November of 1912, and the air in Manchester tasted of coal smoke and stale tea, a thick, metallic fog that seemed to press against the single, grime-encrusted window overlooking the alleyway. Elias,...

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