The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The fog did not lift so much as it thinned, revealing the gray, skeletal ribs of the coastline like the bones of a leviathan picked clean by time. Seraphina Ashworth walked the path, her boots crunching against the gravel with a rhythmic, hollow sound that seemed to echo inside her own skull. She was a woman of iron and silence, a soldier of the border, tasked with the impossible duty of...

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