The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The candle flame shudders, a thin, yellow tongue licking at the wick, and you watch the wax pool deepen into a dark, viscous lake. You are Elara. You are thirty-two. Your fingers are stained with iron-gall ink, a permanent, bruised violet that has seeped into the whorls of your skin over twelve years of service. You want the final page. You want the pension. You want Thomas, who waits outside...

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