The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The dream began not with a sound but with a weight, a profound and crushing heaviness that settled upon the shoulders of young Elias like a shroud of wet wool. He was standing in the center of the Great Hall, a space so vast and high-ceilinged that the candles burning in the iron sconces along the walls looked less like flames and more like distant stars trapped in glass. The air was thick,...

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