The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain against the window of the Ministry of Aesthetic Compliance was not falling so much as it was being eroded by the glass, a slow, gray dissolution that mirrored the state of your own sanity. You stood before the heavy oak desk of Director Vane, your knuckles white as you gripped the edge of the mahogany, trying to keep the tremor in your hands from betraying the desperate arithmetic in...

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