The Faded Root
You are running through the mud of the valley floor, your boots caked in the slick, black residue of the industrial runoff that has seeped into the earth for decades, and you are looking for the root, which is not a plant in the biological sense but a tangle of rusted iron wires and decaying leather straps that your father, a man whose lungs were slowly filling with the particulate matter of...
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