The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The water rose not with the gentle, creeping patience of a tide but with the violent, sucking hunger of a drain, pulling the entire district of Oakhaven into the dark, cold belly of the river before the sirens had even finished their first, stuttering wail. I stood on the roof of the Community Center, my boots slipping on the wet shingle, watching the streetlights below flicker and die one by...

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