The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The bone was cold, a pale sliver of something that had once been alive and was now merely a conduit for the dead, and I pressed it against the pulse point of my left wrist where the skin was thin and blue with veins, watching the blood beneath the surface throb in a rhythm that felt less like life and more like the slow, grinding turning of a millstone. It was the year of our Lord 1347, and the...

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