The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The orchids had never wilted. They stood in the corner of the study, stiff and white, like bone. They did not breathe. They did not decay. They simply were. A constant, cold presence in the warm air of the house. I looked at them often. I checked for spots. I checked for yellowing. There was none. The glass of water in the vase remained clear. It never evaporated. It never needed refilling. It...

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