The Distant Cartograph

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The ink on my parchment did not dry; it bled. It spread in wet, dark tendrils across the grain of the paper, forming a shape that was not a contour line or a river bend, but the unmistakable profile of Elara, my sister who had vanished into the Blackwood Ridge three years ago. I sat in my cubicle at the Royal Cartographic Office, the winter wind rattling the single pane of glass in the window,...

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