The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain did not fall so much as it was deposited, a fine, persistent mist that settled into the wool of Margaret Holloway’s coat and the creases of her face, blurring the line between the wet pavement of the industrial district and the grey sky above. She walked with the heavy, rhythmic gait of a woman who had spent forty years obeying the ticking of clocks, her steps measured by the invisible...

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