The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The air in the valley of Oakhaven tasted of wet chalk and impending rain, a heavy, mineral sweetness that clung to the tongue like a forgotten memory. Professor Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the river, his hands trembling slightly not from the chill that had settled into his bones, but from the sheer, overwhelming weight of the silence that surrounded them. Beside him stood Clara Vane, her...

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