The Distant Cartograph

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The letter from the Blackwood Estate arrived on a Tuesday, the paper heavy and cream-colored, smelling faintly of dust and old varnish. Elara read it twice in the cramped office of the municipal archive, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like a trapped insect, before she folded it into her coat pocket. She needed the pension. Her mother had died three months ago, leaving behind a mortgage...

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