The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain against the single pane of glass was a static hiss, a white noise that filled the silence of the office. I looked at the object on my desk. It was a ring. Not a wedding band, but a heavy, gold signet ring, engraved with a crest that looked like a broken crown. It sat in the center of the wooden surface, catching the dim fluorescent light. I had not put it there. I knew I had not put it...

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