The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it seeped, a persistent, grey exhalation that turned the cobblestones into slick mirrors of the city’s decay. Elias Thorne sat in the back room of the archive, the smell of mildew and old ink thick enough to taste, his fingers stained black up to the knuckles. He was thirty-two, though the hollows beneath his eyes and the translucent sheen of his...

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