The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The train slows, grinding its teeth against the iron track, and you feel the vibration in your molars before you see the station, a place called Oakhaven that smells of wet wool and old brass. You are Dr. Elias Thorne, a man of forty-two years whose spine has curved slightly under the weight of his own academic rigor, and you are here because the Institute for Applied Botany and Nutritional...

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