The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain fell in sheets of grey sludge. It hammered the cobblestones of the old quarter. The air smelled of wet wool and rot. Elias Thorne walked with a heavy step. His boots were soaked through. He carried a satchel. Inside was a ledger. The paper was thin. The ink was black. It recorded the names of the dead. Not all dead. Only those who had forgotten to leave. He was a Collector. A title...

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