The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The fluorescent lights in the sub-basement of the Ministry of Records hummed with a low, electric anxiety that Elias Thorne had long since learned to mistake for his own heartbeat. At forty-two, with a spine curved from decades of hunching over microfilm, Elias was not a man of grand gestures but of precise, bureaucratic survival, and his singular, driving desire was to secure his permanent...

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