The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The ledger had been open for three hours, its pages thick with the dust of the archive and the weight of a debt that had not yet been collected, and Elara sat in the high-backed chair, counting the seconds between the tick of the wall clock and the silence that followed, each second a small, sharp coin dropped into a tin that never rang. She was forty-two, and the number felt less like a fact...

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