The Distant Cartograph

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The wire was dead, and the silence it left behind was louder than the storm howling against the windowpanes. Agnes Milburn stared at the blackened tip of the telegraph key, her fingers numb from the cold that seeped through the floorboards of the archive room. She had come to Blackwood Survey Station with a mandate, a specific and urgent need to correct the northern ridge maps to secure her...

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