The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The feast is a riot of silver and shadow, the candlelight catching the dust motes in the air like suspended stars, and you sit at the head of the long oak table in the Great Hall of Blackwood Manor, feeling the weight of the velvet cloak around your shoulders not as a garment but as a second skin of cold, damp stone, the fabric heavy with the scent of wet earth and the faint, metallic tang of...

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