The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The ink was dry before the bell tolled. Silas stood in the center of the stone chamber. The air tasted of dust and old blood. He held the parchment in his left hand. His right hand hung loose at his side. The captain’s eyes were closed. The captain’s mouth was a thin, white line. "You have done this," the captain said. Silas did not answer. He looked at the symbol on the paper. It was a simple...

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