The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Civic Center smelled of stale wine and industrial polish, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a bad omen. Outside, the rain hammered against the stained glass, turning the world into a blurred smear of gray and violet. Inside, the air was still, thick with the low hum of conversations that never quite reached a crescendo. Elias stood at the...

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