The Faded Sutra
The rain that fell upon the valley of St. Jude’s was not merely water but a liquid judgment, a cold and persistent sheet that washed the colors from the world until only the grey bones of the hills remained, and it was through this deluge that Elara Vance drove her battered sedan up the winding gravel path to the estate of Julian Thorne, a man who had built his fortune on the backs of the...
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