The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The fountain pen felt heavy in my hand, a cold, metallic weight that seemed to sink into the meat of my palm as I hovered it above the resignation letter. The ink was black, a deep, opaque shade that promised permanence, and I watched a single drop gather at the nib, trembling with the gravity of a decision that had been gestating in the sterile air of the Meridian Insurance Firm for three...

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