The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The air in the workshop did not smell of sawdust or resin, as one might expect from a place dedicated to the shaping of wood, but rather of ozone and old copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat with every breath. He sat hunched over his workbench, the surface scarred by decades of chisels and planes, his hands steady as they guided the blade through the heartwood...

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