The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the lower city into slick mirrors of the sky. You were not supposed to be there. You were supposed to be in the cells beneath the Bastille, or perhaps in the dungeons of the Tower, your wrists bound in iron that had long since worn into the flesh. Instead, you were standing in the courtyard of...

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