The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The quill scratched against the vellum, a sound like a fingernail dragging down a chalkboard, and Elias Thorne held his breath as if the air itself might snap. The ink did not dry. It sat on the final page of the *Codex Aeterna*, a black, viscous bead that pulsed with a wet, rhythmic heaviness, refusing to bond with the fiber. He had been at the desk for nine hours, the afternoon light in...

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