The Wistful Letter
The rot began in the roots, not the leaves, a subtle discoloration of the soil that Elias noticed only because he had spent the last three years mapping the mycorrhizal networks beneath the house of his father. He was twelve, a age where the world felt both vast and suffocatingly small, and he understood the fungal web in the yard of the old Pemberton estate with a precision that unsettled his...
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