The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The ivy climbed the west wall of the estate. It grew in silence. It grew in darkness. Margaret watched it from her window. The leaves were thick. They were green. They were cold. She stood by the glass. The pane was fogged. Her breath hit the surface. It left a mark. It faded. The vine outside did not fade. It consumed the stone. It ate the mortar. It strangled the brick. Margaret was thirty...

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