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The ivy did not die, and that was the first of my errors, the second being that I believed it was a plant at all, the third and most fatal being that I thought my own hands could prune the inevitable from the skin of the world. I am Silas Thorne, a man who has spent forty years pressing his thumb into the clay of the earth, shaping it into vessels that hold nothing but air and the faint,...
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