The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

I woke in the sterile, humming silence of the server room, the air thick with the scent of ozone and old paper, a smell that seemed to belong to a century before the fiber optic cables began their silent, pulsing dance around me like the veins of a dying god. I stood there, barefoot on the cold concrete, my hands still clenched into fists that trembled with the residual adrenaline of a combat...

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