The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The road ends here. You know this. You have walked it so many times in your dreams that the dirt is worn into a groove by your own boots. The air is thick. It tastes of iron and old rain. You are holding a lantern. The glass is cracked. The flame inside is pale. It does not flicker. It stares. You are the seeker. You are the one who must find the root of the rot. The village is gone. It was not...

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