The Distant Cartograph

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The mapmaker's hands knew what the eyes could not yet see. Eleanor Vane stood over the drafting table, her father's brass instruments laid out like surgical tools. The vellum stretched beneath her palms — blank, patient, waiting to be convinced into shape. She was twenty-three, slight as a column of smoke, with dark hair that fell in unruly waves when she bent too close to the work. Her...

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