The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

You wake in the blue, sickly light of a room that smells of damp wool and the metallic tang of old coins, a scent that has permeated the very plaster of the walls in the Whitmore house until it seems to breathe alongside you. The dream is still clinging to the edges of your consciousness, a viscous film of shadow that refuses to dissipate when you open your eyes, revealing a bedroom that is...

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