The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

Gopal Ganguly remembered the weight of the ladder against the chapel wall long after he had set it down. He was thirty-four, an ice-haul engineer on the archive ship Vexley, and his hands were cracked from the cold of the hydroponics bay. His father lay dying in a cot near the airlock, his breath shallow in the drizzle that had persisted for ten days, a weather pattern that was physical fact...

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