The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The rain did not fall so much as it pressed, a heavy, grey hand against the glass of the High Court windows, blurring the faces of the petitioners who waited in the gallery below. You sat in the shadows of the Judge’s bench, the wood of the chair cold against your spine, the scent of wet wool and old paper thick in the air. The gavel rested in your hand, a block of dark walnut that had been...

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