The Faded Root
Act I Zoran Jovanovic was a junior archivist who owned a mortgage on a taxi, and he was packing his desk to leave before the Director could see him. The municipal records office smelled of dust and old paper, a scent that had seeped into the lining of my coat, a garment passed down from my father and then to me, now too large at the shoulders. I needed to save Milos. The charge was fraud, a...
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