The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The fluorescent lights of the administrative wing hummed at a frequency that felt like a toothache in your skull. You sat in a molded plastic chair that had been designed for efficiency, not comfort, your hands resting on your knees. The fabric of your trousers was dry, but you could feel the sweat pooling in the small of your back. Across the table, the Director did not look up. He was...

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