The Faded Root
The light in the lab was grey and flat, the kind that makes dust look like snow. Iain Strachan stood before the bench, his hands trembling as he held the ceramic root model. It was a beautiful thing, glazed in a deep, earthy brown, but it had begun to hum. The sound was low, a vibration that traveled up through the soles of his boots and into his teeth. He had documented the phenomenon in his...
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