The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The iron gate was not merely closed; it was a wound in the stone, a jagged scar where the world outside had been cauterized away, and you stood on the threshold of it with your hands slick with the wet, cold reality of your own confinement, the air in the courtyard so thick with the scent of damp rot and old blood that it felt less like atmosphere and more like a physical weight pressing...

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