The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The war did not begin with a declaration, nor with the rattle of drums, but with the sound of a twig snapping under a boot in the village of Oakhaven. It was a small sound, dry and brittle, like the breaking of a knuckle. It happened on a Tuesday, in the thick of a fog so dense it felt less like weather and more like a thick, gray wool blanket draped over the world. In the center of the village...

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