The Faded Sutra
The flood came not as a slow rise of muddy water but as a sudden, violent exhalation of the earth itself, a catastrophic tearing of the dam that held back the valley’s accumulated sorrows and sent them rushing down the hillside in a churning, brown deluge that swallowed the lower fields and licked at the foundations of the old stone manor with a hunger that was almost sentient, a force that...
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