The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain fell in sheets of gray static, blurring the neon bleed of the city into a smear of bruised purple and sickly yellow, and you stood on the corner of Fifth and Main with a pocket full of wet, useless change, your breath misting in the cold air that smelled of ozone and rotting wet leaves, while the siren wailed in the distance like a dying animal trapped in a pipe, and you knew, with the...

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