The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The stone did not speak so much as it exhaled, a dry, papery sound that scraped against the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He sat in the vault, the air thick with the scent of damp limestone and old incense, his fingers trembling as they hovered over the Faded Root. It was a slab of grey basalt, no larger than a man’s hand, yet it held a weight that seemed to pull at his very marrow. For three...

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