The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The house breathed. It did so with a wet, rattling exhalation that filled the hallway. Margaret stood still. Her boots sank into the dust. The floorboards groaned beneath her weight. They were old. They were tired. They remembered footsteps that were not hers. She touched the wall. The plaster was cold. It felt like skin that had been peeled away. She was looking for a root. A specific root. It...

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