The Wistful Mountain

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The brass theodolite sat heavy in Elias Thorne’s hands, its glass lens fogged by his breath, a cold, mechanical eye staring into the void. He stood at the edge of the ridge, the wind tearing at his canvas coat, while in the valley below, the hospital where his father lay dying was a smudge of white against the darkening hills. Elias was thirty-four, a junior surveyor with a contract expiring in...

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