The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The shears are heavy in your hands, iron cold and balanced, a tool of precise violence. You hold them over the Pale Bonsai, its trunk pale as bone, its leaves a dry, whispering gray that matches the dust settling on your shoulders. You are Elias, warden of St. Jude, a monastery sealed off from the world by stone and silence, and you have forty years of service behind you, a ledger of winters...

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