The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The iron bit tasted of blood and old rust, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and seemed to seep into the very marrow of my bones as I fought to keep my seat in the saddle while the world around me dissolved into a blur of screaming hooves and snapping twigs. I was not a man built for this, nor was I a man who had ever claimed to be brave, yet here I was, driving my destrier...

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