The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The mud in the courtyard smells of iron and rot. You are kneeling in it. Your knees bleed. The cold seeps up through the wool of your trousers, a sharp, biting thing that reminds you of your body. You are a man. You are a guard. You are tired. The city is a beast of stone and shadow. It does not care if you live or die. The gates are high. The walls are higher. Above them, the sky is the color...

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