The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The water had swollen the pages of the 1893 ledger into a sodden, brown pulp, and Elias Thorne knew that if he did not dry them before the morning audit, his tenure at the Municipal Archive would end. He sat in the dim light of the basement sub-level, the air thick with the scent of mildew and old paper, his fingers trembling as he held the pale bonsai in his lap. It was a small, twisted thing,...

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