The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain did not fall so much as it invaded the cellar, a cold, industrial mist that seeped through the brickwork and pooled on the concrete floor, smelling of wet rust and old copper, and Sergeant Thomas Bradshaw stood in the center of that damp, echoing square, his knuckles white as he gripped the hilt of his service pistol, not because there was an enemy to shoot, but because the weight of...

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