The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The cell smelled of wet stone and old pennies. Silas Vane sat on the cot, his hands clasped around a tin cup. The cup was empty. It had been empty for three days. Or perhaps it was the water that had evaporated, leaving only a film of dust and the ghost of a liquid that no longer existed. He watched the film. He watched it crack. You are not a prisoner, Silas. You are a vessel. The voice did...

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