The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

"You’re done, Cal." The voice came from the mud. It was wet and slurred, but the words cut through the rain like a knife. I looked down. My boot was buried in the black soil of the forest floor. Just a boot. But the voice was right. I pulled my leg out. It stuck. I yanked. The earth resisted. It felt less like dirt and more like a mouth. A heavy, suffocating mouth that wanted to swallow me...

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