The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

You stand before the Great Hall of the Sovereign’s Court, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old parchment, a mixture that has always smelled to you of preservation and decay in equal measure. It is an autumn evening in the ancient city of Aethelgard, a place where the stone walls remember every whisper and the sky hangs low and heavy, bruised purple with the coming of night. You are...

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