The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain in the city of Aethelgard did not fall; it descended like a fine, gray mist that clung to the wool of my coat and the brass fittings of the pneumatic streetlamps, turning the cobblestones into slick mirrors of the passing trams. I had traveled for three days to reach the Ministry of Internal Order, a sprawling edifice of black iron and glass that loomed over the industrial district...

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