The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The soup had a color that could not be described without apology, a bruised, watery grey that seemed to absorb the light from the single, flickering bulb in the corner of the cellar rather than reflect it. It sat in a dented tin basin on a crate, steaming faintly in the cold air, smelling of boiled cabbage and something else, something metallic and old, like the taste of a penny held under the...

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