The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain fell in sheets. It was cold. Thomas checked his watch. Nine o'clock. The gate was open. He walked in. The Abbey of St. Jude was not a church. It was a factory of silence. The stones were black. The air smelled of wet wool and iron. Thomas wore his uniform. It was gray. It was heavy. He carried a case. The case was locked. He did not look back. The Abbot waited in the refectory. The...

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