The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The tremor in your left hand has become a rhythmic shudder, a metronome counting out the seconds you no longer have. You sit at the workbench in the center of the decaying manor, the Victorian beams groaning above you like the ribs of a dying beast, and you look at the Sutra Clock. It is a machine of brass and bone, a thing that should not exist, yet it sits before you, demanding completion by...

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