The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled from the bruised, purple belly of the sky, a continuous, weeping sigh that turned the cobblestones of the lower city into a mirror reflecting the towering, spire-crowned silhouette of the Ministry of Eternal Order, a structure that seemed less built by hands than grown from the collective anxiety of the populace, rising into the mist like a jagged...

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