The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

You stand now at the precipice of the glass cliff, where the air tastes of ozone and crushed mint, and you are leaving, for the last time, the city of Oakhaven that you have spent three centuries trying to burn down with your words and your wit, and you look back at the spires of the University, those jagged teeth of stone and mortar that have chewed upon the throats of every idealist who has...

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