The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The iron key was already in your hand, cold and heavy against the palm, before the first stone of the chapel wall had even ceased its trembling from the initial blow of the battering ram. You stood in the center of the nave, the dust motes dancing in the shafts of grey light that pierced the high windows, watching the crowd of villagers push against the doors with a frenzy that felt less like...

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