The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The rain stopped. The silence was heavy. It pressed against the glass. It pressed against the skin. Julian stood by the window. He watched the water recede. The town lay below. Gray. Wet. Dead. He checked his watch. The face was cracked. The hands were frozen. It had been three days. Since the order came. Since the map was drawn. The bridge was the target. The old stone bridge. The one over the...

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