The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The rain did not fall so much as it hung suspended in the air, a thick, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world and turned the polished obsidian floors of the Hall of Mirrors into a dark, rippling ocean where the reflections of the council members swam like trapped, luminous fish, their faces distorted and stretched into grotesque, screaming masks that no one dared to look at directly....

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