The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Do you remember the smell of the loam? It was the only thing that stayed. Arthur Vane woke to the silence of the basement, a concrete box buried beneath the foundation of the house he had sold three years prior. The air was thick, stagnant, tasting of wet stone and decay. He lay in the narrow cot, his body stiff from the cold, and turned his head to see Elise. She was on the floor, her limbs...

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