The Faded Sutra
Chapter One "You are not to touch the binding until the humidity drops below forty percent, Gloria," Director Hwang said, his voice muffled by the heavy wool of his coat, which he wore indoors despite the tropical heat that clung to the walls of the Ministry of Cultural Preservation. I stood in the archive, the air heavy with mildew and old paper, and looked down at the Faded Sutra, a relic...
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