The Distant Legend
Chapter One "Final Boundary Survey. Sector 4. Pending." Pietro Bellini sat alone in the cabin, the fog pressing against the glass like a damp cloth. He was forty-two, a municipal surveyor, and his hands trembled not from the cold but from the weight of the unfinished map. Outside, the white stag stood motionless in the mist, its antlers catching the dim light of the theodolite. It mirrored his...
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