The Distant Cartograph

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The nib of the pen scratched against the vellum, a sound like a nail dragging across a chalkboard, as Elias Thorne traced the outline of the north wall. The smell of the millhouse hit him first, a thick, cloying mixture of damp rot, stale wool, and the metallic tang of the iron oxide he had mixed into his ink. He was thirty-two years old, and his hands, once steady enough to chart coastlines...

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