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The Cartographer of Forgotten Coasts
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Edda's lantern slipped and went dark. No one on the ships could see her now. Desperate, she remembered the pen still in her pocket. She knelt on the dock, pressed her chart flat, and started drawing a tall bright lighthouse right at the mouth of the bay.
The drawn lighthouse appeared, but its light pointed the wrong way, straight at the rocks. Edda gasped and scratched the drawing out fast. The false light died. In the sudden dark the captains slowed, confused, and drifted to a careful stop just short of danger. Edda realized her pen could harm as easily as help.
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