The Distant Cartograph

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Thorne! You’re bleeding again, you fool, patch it up or the cold will take the rest of your hand before the sun comes up. The voice was Joe’s, young and sharp, cutting through the howl of the wind that had been screaming across the high desert since dawn. Elias Thorne did not look up. He was on his knees in the snow, his breath coming in ragged, white bursts that vanished instantly into the...

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