The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain hits the cobblestones of the alley with a sound like shattering glass, each drop a small, cold hammer against the wet stone, and you are there, bleeding from a cut above your left eye that stings with the sharp, metallic taste of copper in your mouth, your knuckles split and raw, the white knuckle guards of the city guard slick with the blood of a man who did not deserve to die but did...

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