The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The coat hung on the hook by the door, a thing of severe grey wool that had not seen the sun in years. It was not merely an article of clothing; it was a second skin, a shell that had hardened around the body of Arthur Penhaligon, the Chief Warden of the High Court of Whispers. To look at the coat was to look at Arthur himself: upright, rigid, and utterly devoid of warmth. The court in which he...

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