The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The city of Aethelgard did not sleep so much as it held its breath, a vast, limestone lung inflated by the wind off the grey sea, waiting for the exhalation that would shatter the silence into dust. You were standing on the roof of the Magistrate’s Hall, the shingles slick with the resinous sweat of the dying summer, feeling the vibration of the machinery below, the great gears of the State...

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