The Map-Maker

On the way to purchase more writing materials, the Map-Maker overheard an inspiring bustle of conversation.

"It must have weighed over a ton!" yelled a man.

The Map-Maker leaned in for more.

"I promise on my life, it was magnificent!"

The Map-Maker scattered back to his workspace, completely neglecting his need for goods. His pace strictly guided by his vivid imagination, peeling through possibilities. The grisly man, clanging with excitement, stops at the jam of his door before leaving.

"My compass..."