The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The sap was bleeding from the Pale Bonsai again, a thick, rust-colored fluid that smelled of ozone and the metallic tang of old blood, pooling in the ceramic tray with a viscosity that defied the laws of botany. You watched it spread, your fingers trembling not from cold but from the sheer, physical hunger to keep the walls standing, a desire that had consumed you since Margaret died and the...

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