The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The quill split against the vellum, a sharp crack that sounded like a knuckle breaking in the silence of the scriptorium. Elias stared at the black smear that had bloomed where the letter *a* should have been, the ink already darkening the fibers of the parchment, bleeding into the grain like a bruise. He did not wipe it. He sat with his hand hovering over the desk, the wood cold and gritty...

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