The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

You are leaving the valley of Orenthia today. The cart is packed, the horses are sweating in the pale morning mist, and the air smells of wet stone and impending rain. This is not a choice you made lightly, nor one you made alone. You did it because the High Warden’s decree was absolute, and because you had finally run out of ways to argue with the geometry of his rules. You are Margaret,...

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