The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The frost bit. It bit deep. You felt it in the bone. In the marrow. A cold that did not stop at skin. It went in. It took hold. You stood on the ridge. The wind howled. A low moan. Like a dying man. Or a hungry wolf. You held your staff. Iron. Cold. Heavy. It was your only friend. And your only sin. Below, the valley lay silent. White. Blank. Dead. You looked for the tree. The pale bonsai. It...

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