The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The frost did not come gently to the valley of Eldoria, but in a single, violent exhalation that turned the black soil to iron and shattered the windows of my cottage before the sun had fully cleared the ridge. I woke to the sound of breaking glass and the smell of rot, for the air inside was thick with the sweet, cloying scent of the withered lilies that had once filled my garden, now crushed...

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