The Distant Cartograph

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"You’re late, Ahmad." The words hung in the air, thin and cold, as I stood in the doorway of the Colonel’s office, my boots still wet from the riverbank. He did not look up from the survey map I had spent three weeks tracing. The paper was damp, the ink bleeding at the edges, a map of the Atlas valleys that no longer matched the ground beneath my feet. I wanted to speak, to explain the fog that...

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