The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The ceiling crack looks like a river. You stare at it. It splits the plaster. It divides the light. You are pinned. You are held. The walls press in. The air is thick. It tastes of iron. It tastes of dust. You do not move. You do not breathe. You wait. The door opens. It creaks. A sound of wood. A sound of age. Captain Miller enters. He is tall. He is gray. His face is stone. He holds a...

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