The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The dream began, as it always did, in the smell of wet ash and ozone, a sharp, metallic tang that clung to the back of the palate like a forgotten coin. Aldous Vane stood in the center of the atrium of the Blackwood estate, a structure of stone and shadow that had stood on the cliffs of the Cotswolds for three centuries. He was not sleeping; he was watching the watch, a ritual of...

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