The Faded Root
The root is not a root at all, you will realize eventually, but a vein of pale, pulsing light that runs beneath the floorboards of the library, a subterranean river of knowledge that has been drinking the blood of the town for decades. You are sitting in the high-backed chair by the window, the one your mentor, Dr. Aris Thorne, reserved for himself when the rain was heavy enough to blur the...
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