The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The road that wound through the misty highlands of the Scottish border was not merely a path but a living vein of the earth, pulsing with a cold, rhythmic thrum that you felt in the marrow of your bones long before you saw the first stone of the citadel, a place where the laws of physics had long since surrendered to the dictates of memory and desire, and you walked upon it with the heavy,...

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