The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The hall smelled of roasted duck and old stone. Candles flickered in iron sconces, casting long, trembling shadows against the tapestries. Lord Blackwood sat at the head of the table. He was a small man. His eyes were bright and dry. He wore a coat of deep blue velvet. The fabric caught the light. It shimmered like water. Elias stood at the foot of the room. He held a tray. On it sat a single...

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