The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The ink in the ledger was not black, but the deep, arterial red of a wound that refused to close. Elias Thorne stared at the page, his breath hitching in his throat as the fluid bled through the heavy cotton paper, forming the distinct, hollow eyes of a man he had cataloged thirty years prior. It was a Tuesday, the air in the Municipal Archive thick with the scent of dust and old varnish, and...

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