The Faded Root

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2026-08-22 06:24:38 -

The Faded Root

I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth and the hum of the Root vibrating against my sternum. It was a dull, rhythmic thrum, like a bad engine idling in a garage. I was thirty-four, a border patrol agent in the fog-choked year of 199X, and I had just been stripped of my rank for the "Incident at the Gate." The Bureau’s protocol was a rigid, soulless machine, and I was merely a gear that had...

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