The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The house did not merely age—it rooted. Eleanor Hargrave stood in the garden at dusk, her fingers pressed against the bark of the yew tree that had stood at the centre of the Kentish property since 1897. The bark was not rough in the way tree bark should be. It was smooth, almost warm, as if the tree had been fed by something other than soil. She had inherited this house, and the garden, and...

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