The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The air in the bunker tasted of iron and wet stone. Sergeant Elias Thorne pressed his back against the cold concrete, his rifle steady despite the tremor in his hands. Outside, the silence was not empty. It was heavy, a physical weight pressing against the steel doors. He was not fighting an enemy he could see. He was fighting the idea of the enemy. The briefing had been brief, clinical, and...

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