The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Act I Olavi Ranta pressed the trowel into the soil, the blade slipping through the dark earth with a wet, sucking sound that echoed in the sterile white room. He was twelve, his knuckles white against the handle, and the bonsai in the ceramic pot before him was bleeding sap, a pale, viscous fluid that stained the sterile white floor of the State Nursery quarantine hut. The air was thick, heavy...

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