The pope looks up at him, surveys him for a long time. “We need your fire and passion,” he says. “Use them for ...

What a portentous beginning to your mapmaking — the Holy Land. It is every cartographer’s wish to draw that footstall o ...

“We’ve all changed, Aster. Open your eyes. But you won’t, because you are too busy pretending that you are a statue, ...

“To map a place you have never seen and will never see in your life, you need to harvest information from anywhere ...

“A map does not start with earth, Aster. I thought you would have known that. A map starts with the heavens”,Map the ...

Clara comes up to her, snatches the parchment from Aster’s sash, unfurls it. The strength is gone from Aster’s hands, o ...

Friar Pere runs through the night, arms lifted, a wail coming from the dark hollow of his mouth. Brother Francis comes ...