The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that turned the heathland into a soup of mud and rotting vegetation, and Thomas Bradshaw stood at the edge of the marsh, watching the water level rise against the ancient stone wall that separated the village of Oakhaven from the wilds beyond. He was a tall man, his shoulders broad from years of carrying the weight of the law...

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