The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The ledger lay open on the desk, its pages stiff with the damp that seeped through the Archive’s limestone walls. Arthur Vane, twelve years old and already a junior clerk, stared at the ink smudge where a column of figures had bled into the margin. His hand trembled, not from cold, but from the weight of the silence that followed his superior’s question. Mr. Halloway stood behind him, a man...

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