The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The ledger showed forty-two years of service, though I had only lived thirty-nine of them; the Imperial Survey does not count time as the calendar does, but rather in measurements taken, errors corrected, and souls absorbed. I stood at the edge of the Whispering Fen, the morning light thin and gray as old gauze, and I counted the hours until the frost. Three days. That was all the time the...

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