The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The banquet hall of the Whitmore estate smelled of roasted lamb, stale beer, and the heavy, metallic tang of impending rain, a scent that clung to the back of your throat like a secret you had sworn never to speak, while around you the guests moved with the sluggish, deliberate grace of marionettes whose strings had been cut, leaving them to dangle in the amber light of the gas lamps, their...

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