The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The light in the cellar was the color of old tea, a murky brown that clung to the damp stone walls. I counted the hours by the drip of water from the cracked pipe above Thomas’s head. One drop, two drops. Fourteen days he had been in here. Fourteen days since Lord Vane’s men dragged him from our kitchen, his hands bound with rope that smelled of tallow. I had measured out the Sutra in small,...

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