The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

"Put the chisel down, Zhen Ma, you are killing the grain." The voice came from the shadows of the cellar, low and wet with age, but Zhen Ma did not look up. His hands were deep in the heartwood, the blade vibrating with a frequency that made his teeth ache, and the black sap was already weeping from the cut, spreading across his knuckles like ink dropped in clear water. He was forty-two, a man...

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