The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The mahogany desk did not break; it surrendered, the grain splitting with a wet, organic tear as the pale root of the Bonsai pushed through the varnish. I watched the viscous, metallic fluid leak onto my ledger, staining the columns of Julian’s embezzlement in a hue that was neither red nor brown, but the sickly, pulsing grey of a bruise that refuses to heal. My hand trembled, not from fear,...

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