The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain hits the window of the station house like a handful of gravel thrown by a jealous god. You are sitting in the corner, your back against the cold brick, the damp seeping through the wool of your uniform. It is not a uniform anymore. It is just cloth. It is just a thing you are wearing. The badge is gone, taken by the captain’s hand an hour ago, the metal cool and heavy in his palm...

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