The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The mark is a smudge. Black ink. It sits on your wrist like a bruise that refuses to heal. You are a clerk. You sort the letters. You file the complaints. The office is cold. Stone walls. High ceilings. Dust motes dance in the shafts of grey light. It is always grey here. There is no sun. Only the lamp. And the ink. You love her. Margaret. She is the archivist. She smells of lavender and old...

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