The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The train hissed into the station, a long, metallic groan that seemed to echo the exhaustion in Thomas’s bones. He stepped down onto the platform, the air biting at his face, carrying the scent of coal smoke and wet wool. He was not a large man, but he moved with the coiled tension of a spring about to snap, a habit he had cultivated over thirty years of service in the Imperial Guard. Beside...

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