The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The ink on the parchment was not ink, but a viscous, obsidian fluid that smelled of ozone and dried lavender, and you watched it spread across the vellum in a shape that defied the geometry of the room. You are Professor Elias Thorne, or at least you were, before the Ministry of Cultural Continuity decided that your work was too dangerous to be forgotten. Now you are merely a subject, a data...

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