The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey mist that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat, weighing it down with a damp, heavy silence that felt less like weather and more like a verdict. He stood at the edge of the crumbling retaining wall that separated the overgrown lot from the highway, his boots sinking into the mud with a soft, sucking sound, watching the headlights...

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