The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The road into the highlands was not a path so much as a suggestion of movement, a grey ribbon of packed mud that wound through the mist like a vein of lead beneath the skin of the earth, and I walked it with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man who has forgotten the weight of his own bones but cannot forget the weight of what he carries, for I was a weaver of silks, a merchant of the intangible,...

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