The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The feast in the Great Hall of the Abbey of St. Jude was a cacophony of clinking silver and the heavy, cloying smell of roasted boar, a sensory assault that seemed to thicken the air until it was difficult to breathe, let alone think clearly. Brother Thomas Bradshaw sat at the end of the long oak table, his hands folded tightly over a plate that was nearly untouched, his eyes fixed not on the...

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