The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The iron bell in the center of the square did not ring for the dead, nor for the birth of a child, nor for the turning of the seasons, but only for the specific, quiet hour when the truth was due, a debt that could not be paid in coin or grain. Thomas Vane, a man whose hands were permanently stained with the soot of the forge and the oil of the lathe, stood before the great oak doors of the...

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