The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

You drive the truck south on Route 9, the tires humming a low, continuous note against the wet asphalt. The rain has stopped, but the air remains thick, heavy with the scent of wet pine and rotting leaves, a smell that seems to cling to the back of your throat. You are going to Millhaven, a place that does not appear on the new digital maps but still exists in the minds of the old men who sit...

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