The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The tower stood. It stood because Arthur said it did. Arthur worked in the basement. He sorted papers. He stacked them. High. Very high. The papers were heavy. They smelled of dust and old ink. And something else. Something sweet. Like rot. He was a man of few words. He was a man of few needs. He had a wife. Her name was Elise. She was quiet. She watched him. She did not speak. She only...

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