The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

"Stay back," Thomas said. His voice was flat. Dry as dust. He stood at the edge of the river. The water was black. It did not flow. It just sat there. Thick. Cold. Waiting. "Let me pass," the boy said. The boy was small. Barely twelve. His face was pale. His eyes were wide. They held no fear. Only hunger. "No," Thomas said. He shifted his weight. His boots sank into the mud. The mud was cold....

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