The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The building stands. It is a gray slab of concrete. It has no name. You are inside. You are a clerk. Your desk is glass. It is cold. You sit. You do not move. The light is white. It is too bright. It burns. You blink. Your eyes hurt. You are not hurt. You are only tired. The war is over. Or it is beginning. You do not know. Time is a loop. You spin in it. You are the axis. You are the root. The...

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