The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The dream began, as it always did, with the smell of wet brick and the distant, rhythmic thrum of the looms, a sound so deep in Edward’s bones that he felt it before he heard it, a vibration in the marrow of his teeth, a pulse that synchronized his own erratic heartbeat to the industrial metronome of the factory floor. He was standing in the center of the vast, cathedral-like hall of the...

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