The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The notice was stamped in red ink, the kind that smells of iron and dried blood: Pension Application Pending. Sign by Friday or forfeit. Chapter One I am Vazgen Petrovic, forty-two, a court appraiser of rare orchids in a fortress colony where the cliffs sink into the sea like tired bones. I wanted the Director to sign my pension by Friday. The palace walls bled sap when I touched them; a warm,...

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