The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The letter lay on the cold oak desk, its edges curling slightly in the damp air of the archive, a stark white rectangle against the dark grain of the wood. Elias Thorne picked it up, the paper feeling heavy and brittle in his trembling fingers, the ink smudged by the condensation that clung to the glass of the high windows. It was a notice of termination, or rather, a reassignment, signed by...

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