She folded the map into ever-smaller squares until it was the size of a pill, then swallowed it. A cartographer's last a…
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The map arrived on her desk via courier with no sender address. It was printed on paper that predated paper. The country it depicted had no name — only borders.
Every river on the map moved when she looked away. When she caught one mid-shift, it froze, embarrassed, then slowly resumed its new course.
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She folded the map into ever-smaller squares until it was the size of a pill, then swallowed it. A cartographer's last a…
She pinned it to the wall of the cartography department's common room with a note: THIS IS NOT A DRILL. HELP YOURSELF.
She packed only what the map showed she would need: a compass that pointed south-southwest instead of north, a canteen, …
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