The Pale Bonsai

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2026-08-20 14:42:54 -

The Pale Bonsai

The rain does not fall so much as it settles, a gray, industrial mist that hangs in the air of Millhaven like the breath of a dying beast, clinging to your wool coat and soaking into the hollows of your collar until you can no longer tell where the weather ends and your skin begins, you are walking along the muddy track that cuts through the abandoned textile district, the bricks of the old...

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