The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Act I The night market of Oakhaven hummed with the low, grinding friction of trade, a sound that rose from the cobblestones like steam before the lamps were lit, a mechanical breathing that marked the town’s refusal to sleep. In the shadow of the grain silos, where the air tasted of wet wool and diesel, Ailsa Munro stood with her back to the wall, her fingers tracing the cold clay tablet she...

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