The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey, suspended curtain that smelled of wet wool and the metallic tang of old blood, and Elias Thorne walked through it with the heavy, deliberate tread of a man who had forgotten how to breathe without counting the seconds, his boots squelching in the mud of the lane that wound up toward the village of Oakhaven, a place that existed on no...

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