…In that Empire, the Art of Cartography attained such Perfection that the map of single Province occupied the entirety of a City, and the map of the Empire, the entirety of a Province. In time, those Unconscionable Maps no longer satisfied, and the Cartographers Guilds stuck a Map of the Empire whose size was that of the Empire, and which coincided point for point with it. The following Generations, who were not so fond the Study of Cartography as their Forebearers had been, saw that the vast Map was Useless, and not without some Pitilessness was it, that they delivered it up to the Inclemencies of Sun and Winters. In the Deserts of the West, still today, there are Tattered Ruins of the Map, inhabited by Animals and Beggars; in all the Land there is no other Relic of the Disciplines of Geography.
Suarez Miranda, Viajes de prudentes, Libro IV, Cap.XLV, Lerida, 1658