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Sienna Farren closed heavy curtains over the tall Georgian windows, blocking out the light. It was raining and the buildings opposite were empty, but she didn’t want any witnesses to what she was about to do.
The open-plan apartment above the map shop in Bath had been her grandfather’s, handed down to her on his death, a casualty of the ongoing war between those who protected Earthside and the Shadow Cartographers of the Borderlands. Sienna hadn’t been in the place long enough to make it her own, or perhaps she wanted to keep it intact in memory of the man she hadn’t known well in life. She felt his presence in the bookshelves filled with his journals and art on the walls that reflected his passion for cartography. And of course, downstairs, in the collection of antique maps and globes
