The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

Mara woke with the taste of copper and wet stone on her tongue, the dream still clinging to her skin like a cold sheet. In the dream, she had been standing in the basement of the building on 4th Avenue, the one that was scheduled for demolition by noon tomorrow. The walls had been breathing, slowly expanding and contracting with a rhythmic, terrible patience, and she had known, with a certainty...

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