The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

You eat the ash. It tastes of iron and old rain. The morning light filters through the sheer curtains, pale and indifferent. It lands on the kitchen table. On the small ceramic bowl. On the grey powder that used to be the tree. You sit there. The spoon trembles in your hand. It is a small, precise tremor. Like a leaf in a gale. You are Dr. Arthur Vane. You have spent thirty years studying the...

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