The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The iron ration tins sat stacked in the corner of the office, a rusted monument to the last three winters, their edges worn smooth by the palms of men who had carried them through snow and sleet. Silas Vance did not eat from them. He kept them. To the men of the 14th Regimental Garrison, who watched him from the shadows of the courtyard with eyes that held the specific, hollow dread of those...

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