The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Thorne. The word hung in the air of the dream, heavy and wet, spoken by a voice that had no mouth, only the dry rustle of leaves scraping against stone. Elias Thorne woke with his face pressed into the pillow, the sweat cooling rapidly against his skin, a chill that started in the marrow of his bones and spread outward like ink in water. It was the same dream it had always been, the withered...

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