The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

Thorne, stop fidgeting with the spore sac. The request came from Marcus, whose voice carried the brittle, polished edge of a man who had not yet learned that silence in a laboratory was a form of labor. Elias did not look up. His fingers, stained a permanent, bruised violet from the alkaline solutions, were deep in the dark loam of the terracotta pot, feeling for the subtle, rhythmic throb of...

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