The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

You stand in the anteroom of the Bureau of Archival Integrity, the air thick with the scent of dust and old paper, a perfume that has permeated your lungs over the last forty years until it is indistinguishable from the taste of your own blood. The room is rectangular, stark, and bathed in the pale, fluorescent hum of a late Victorian modernity that never quite arrived but lingered in the bones...

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