The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The van smelled of ozone, damp wool, and the metallic tang of anxiety, a scent that had become so ingrained in the fibers of the upholstery that it seemed to breathe on its own as they traversed the rain-slicked highways of the Pacific Northwest. Elias, a boy of thirteen whose eyes held the heavy, unblinking weight of a storm that had not yet broken, sat in the back seat, his knees drawn up to...

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