The Golden Circuit
October 12, 1893 The wind off the Northern Pass has a way of finding the gaps in a man’s resolve, and today it has found mine. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and I have spent the last two decades tracing the bones of this territory for the Crown. My reputation is built on the precision of my lines, on the certainty that the map matches the ground, inch for inch, stone for stone. But as...
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