The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain had stopped. I stood at the edge of the cliff. The mist hung low, swallowing the valley below. I adjusted the strap of my pack. It dug into my shoulder. I did not care. I looked at the woman beside me. Her name was Elara. She was small. She was quiet. She was my wife. We had walked for three days. The road was gone. The map was useless. The ink had run. The paper had rotted in our...

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