The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

"You are wearing it," I say. My voice is a thin wire. It snaps in the quiet room. The scarf is blue. Deep indigo. It hangs around your neck like a wound that refuses to close. You do not turn around. You are facing the window. The glass is fogged. Outside, the city breathes. It is a gray, wet breath. "Is it visible?" you ask. Your back is straight. Your shoulders are tight. "Always," I say. I...

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