The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The ledger lay open on the damp stone table, its pages swollen with the humidity of the cellar, the ink of the debts bleeding into a bruised purple haze that seemed to pulse with a life of its own. Elara Vance did not look at the numbers; she looked at the edges of the book, where the binding had begun to fray, the leather spine cracking like old skin under the weight of its secrets, a boundary...

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