The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The ink on the ledger was not yet dry, a dark, viscous smear that seemed to bleed into the pores of the heavy cotton paper, a physical manifestation of the debt I had accrued not in currency but in the quiet, suffocating weight of expectation that hung over the counting room like a storm cloud that refused to break. I sat at the desk, the mahogany polished to a mirror sheen that reflected my...

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