The Distant Cartograph

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The rain in Chicago did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a cold, wet static that clung to Elias Thorne’s wool coat and seeped into the marrow of his bones, but it was the vibration in his hands that truly terrified him, a tremor born not of the November chill but of the visceral, primal hunger for the approval of Dr. Aris, who had just stood in the doorway of the archives, his face a...

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