The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The mud on my boots was the color of dried blood, and I was still scrubbing it from the leather with a rag that had long since turned grey when the sash began to hum. I had stolen it from the general’s tent three days ago, a shimmering band of silk that seemed to weave itself from the light rather than the thread. I wanted only to reach Oakhaven, sell the relic, and buy a passage on a ship to...

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