The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

Chapter One You are sitting in the counting room of the merchant house, the air thick with the grit of the old walls, and you are holding a scroll that whispers your name. It is a small, dry thing, the parchment brittle as a winter leaf, but the ink moves. It bleeds. You want to burn it. You want to throw it into the brazier and watch the letters curl into ash, but the High Inquisitor, a man...

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