The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Act I The coal prefecture breathed in grey dust, the dome’s printed streets humming with the low, constant vibration of the generation ship’s engines, a sound that lived in the teeth before it reached the ears. In the top-floor elevator motor room, where the air scrubber filter, overdue by three cycles, ticked with a dry, rattling impatience, Mei Liang stared at the wet ink bleeding across her...

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