The Faded Ruin
The corridors of the State Horticultural Institute were a study in aggressive whiteness, a sterile expanse of polished concrete and glass that seemed designed to bleach the color not just from the plants housed within, but from the very souls of those who walked its halls, and Elias, a boy of twelve with eyes too old for his face, moved through this blinding labyrinth clutching a withered oak...
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