The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

I woke with the taste of ash in my mouth. It was a fine, grey powder. It coated my tongue. I spat it into the sink. The water ran clear. I looked in the mirror. My face was pale. My eyes were red. I had dreamed of the tower. I had dreamed of the fire. I had dreamed of the silence that followed the scream. I dressed slowly. The shirt hung loose. I worked for the Ministry. I was a clerk. I filed...

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