The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The fog in Oakhaven did not merely hang in the air; it ate. It was a slow, grey predator that gnawed at the hemlines of coats and the cuffs of shirts, turning wool into dust and cotton into a fine, grey powder that settled on the floorboards of the tenement where Elias lived with his mother. Elias, twelve years old and sharp-angled as a bird, stood on his tiptoes to reach the top shelf of the...

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