The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain fell in sheets. It hammered the corrugated tin roof. A rhythmic, deafening drum. Silas stood in the doorway. He held his umbrella. The fabric was torn. Wind whipped his coat. He looked back into the house. The room was dark. Only the radio glowed. Static filled the air. Crackling. Hissing. Like a dying lung. His wife, Elara, sat by the fire. Her hands were still. Resting on her knees....

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