The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The fire did not begin with a spark, but with a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight crushing the air in the faculty lounge. I was standing before the whiteboard, marker in hand, the cap off, the tip dry, when the realization hit me that I had no idea who I was. It was a Tuesday in November, the kind of day where the light outside the office windows is gray and flat, stripping the...

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