The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The first thing Elias Thorne noticed was the smell of wet rust and old urine, a pungent mix that clung to the back of his throat as he leaned against the brick wall. His knuckles were split, the skin peeling away to reveal raw, pink flesh that stung with every drop of rain that hit it. Across the alley, the dockworker who had just taken a swing at him was slumped against the dumpster, breathing...

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