The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The air in the Ministry’s antechamber tasted of ozone and crushed thyme, a metallic tang that coated the tongue and signaled the thinning of the veil between the ordered world and the chaos that pressed against its walls. I sat upon a chair of carved mahogany, its arms worn smooth by centuries of nervous hands, and watched the bonsai on the desk before me. It was a pale, skeletal thing, its...

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