The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The root was white. It lay on the cobblestones, pale as bone, thick as a man’s wrist. It had no leaves. No bark. Just the raw, fibrous flesh of the thing that had once held an oak in the earth. Elias stood before it. He was a knight. Not a title, but a state. His armor was dented, the steel dull with grime and old blood. He did not wipe it. He looked at the root. He looked at the crowd. They...

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