The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The thing is in your hand. It is not a root, not exactly. It is a tangle of white, fibrous strands, knotted tight as a fist, pulsing with a faint, wet heat. You are standing in a room that does not exist, though the wallpaper is the same beige floral pattern you saw in your mother’s living room before the fire, before the war, before the silence took over. The air smells of ozone and old...

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