The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The air in the Whitmore & Sons Foundry tasted of sulfur and old iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias’s throat every time he drew a breath. It was a heavy, industrial taste, the flavor of the modern world grinding against the old bones of the town. Elias stood at the head of the assembly line, his hands wrapped around a wrench that felt like an extension of his own arm. He was a...

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