The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The porcelain shattering was not a loud event. It was a dry, brittle sound, like a knuckle cracking in a silent room, followed by the soft, gritty scatter of white fragments across the oak floorboards. I stood in the center of the conservatory, my hands still raised, trembling with a residual vibration that had nothing to do with the shock of the impact. The object in question had been a...

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