The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The morning bell of Oakhaven had not yet finished its tolling when you found the first mark in the margin of your ledger, a small, pale sprout of ink that seemed to breathe against the parchment, whispering that your devotion to Mara was a rot in your legacy. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a clerk of the municipal archive, and you have six months until your retirement, a deadline that hangs...

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