The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The fog did not merely settle in the district of Ashworth; it inhabited it. It was a wet, grey wool that pressed against the windows of Elara Vance’s shop, muffling the roar of the gaslights and the clatter of horse-drawn carriages on the cobblestones. Inside, the air smelled of dried lavender, old paper, and the faint, metallic tang of iron filings. Elara sat at her heavy oak table, her hands...

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