The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The monitor glows. Blue light. It hums. A low, electric thrum. You sit. Chair creaks. Leather stiff. You are in the archive. Room 402. Sub-basement. The air is stale. Dust motes dance. They swirl in the beam. You watch them. They are the only things moving. The bonsai is on the desk. Small. Pottery pot. Cracked. The soil is dry. Pale. The leaves are turning yellow. Not green. Pale yellow. Like...

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