The Faded Root
You bleed. The blood is red. It is warm. It smells of iron. You are a soldier. You have been a soldier for thirty years. Your back is a map of scars. Each scar is a lesson. Each lesson is a wound. You carry a sword. The sword is heavy. The steel is cold. You walk. The road is dirt. The dirt is dry. The sun is high. The heat is a physical thing. It presses against your skin. You sweat. The sweat...
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