The Faded Root

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2026-08-19 15:22:44 -

The Faded Root

You wake in the cellar. The air is thick. It smells of damp earth and old wool. Your head is heavy. A throb pulses behind your eyes. You do not remember falling. You do not remember the door closing. You only remember the weight of the silence above. You sit up. The floor is cold stone. It bites through the thin wool of your trousers. You are alone. You have always been alone here, in the dark....

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