The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The fog was thick. It tasted of iron. It tasted of rust. And it tasted of old, wet wool. Elias stood in the center of the room. The room was not a room. It was a throat. A vast, cavernous throat of brick and soot. The air hummed. A low, industrial drone. The sound of a city breathing in its sleep. He held the object in his hand. It was a key. No, not a key. It was a root. A pale, twisted thing....

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