The Distant Cartograph

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The radio crackled, a burst of static that cut through the heavy air of the outpost, and then a voice, flat and cold, called my name. Elias Thorne. It was not a greeting. It was a summons. I looked up from the form I was filling out, the pen hovering over the line for "Incident Type," my hand trembling slightly from the cold that seeped through the floorboards. Outside, the wind pressed against...

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