The Distant Cartograph

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The first sack weighed forty pounds of dry rations, a dead weight that settled into Elias Thorne’s shoulders with the dull thud of a closing door. He counted the items against the manifest in his head, a habit from twenty years of border service, his fingers brushing the cold canvas until the friction warmed the skin. One canteen. Two pairs of socks. One flashlight, its battery already...

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