The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain had been falling on the slate roof of the Abbey for three days, a relentless, grey drumming that seeped through the stone and settled in the marrow of Elias’s bones, turning his lungs into a pair of rusted bellows that screamed with every shallow intake of air. He sat in the attic scriptorium, a cramped, dust-choked space where the air smelled of damp wool and ancient parchment, his...

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