The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The feast was a riot of stained glass and heavy velvet, a suffocating tapestry of crimson and gold that seemed to breathe against the stone walls of the keep. We were gathered in the great hall, a cavernous space where the air hung thick with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the metallic tang of old blood that never quite left the flagstones. I sat at the end of the long table, my...

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