The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The letter lay on the mahogany table, the ink still wet, smelling of iron and old paper. It was a termination notice, but Elias Thorne had not read it yet. He held the pen, the nib hovering over the signature line, his hand trembling not from fear but from the rhythmic thud in his chest. Around him, the banquet hall hummed with the low, polite clatter of silverware against porcelain. Forty...

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