The Pale Bonsai
The frost bites at your boots as you climb the hill toward the old mill, the iron badge heavy against your chest like a cold stone. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and you need this arrest to save your life. The pension office in Oakhaven has sent the letter, the one with the red seal, stating that your years of service are insufficient unless you log one major conviction before the...
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