The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The river did not flow so much as it bruised the earth, a swollen, violet thing that stretched out beneath the iron ribs of the Blackwater Bridge, swallowing the light of the industrial city that hung above it like a shroud. Thomas Ashworth stood on the far bank, his boots sinking into the mud that smelled of rot and wet coal, and he watched the water with the hollow, fixed gaze of a man who...

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