The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The mud sucked at my boots. It was thick, cold, and red. I smelled iron. I smelled rot. The rain fell in sheets, blurring the world into a gray smear of stone and flesh. My sword arm ached. The weight of the blade was a dead thing in my hand. I swung it again. The impact was dull. A thud. No scream. Just the wet slide of a body hitting the dirt. I stood alone in the courtyard of the Keep. The...

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