The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The celebration was loud enough to shake the dust from the rafters of the old depot, a place that smelled of stale beer, wet wool, and the metallic tang of the new railway tracks that had just been laid through the valley. We were all there, the men of the 4th Survey Corps, drinking cheap whiskey and laughing until their throats were raw, celebrating the completion of the line that would bind...

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