The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The dream was a cage of light. It had no bars. Only the white, blinding radiance that hummed in the teeth. Elias stood at the center. He held the key. It was not metal. It was a shard of ice. It cut his palm. The pain was real. The blood was black. He woke. The air was thin. It tasted of ozone and old paper. The walls of the Sanctum breathed. They expanded and contracted. A slow, wet rhythm....

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