The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The ink is lying, Abbot. It is lying about the theft, about the letters in your private drawer, and about the heresy you have pinned to my name because I was sick and could not kneel with the rest of you. You said that, or something close to it, as the heavy oak door of the scriptorium slammed shut behind you, the sound final as a coffin lid. I am Elara, thirty-two years old, and I have spent...

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