The Pale Bridge

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2026-08-18 16:06:13 -

The Pale Bridge

The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a heavy, pervasive gray curtain that blurred the distinction between the wet cobblestones of the courtyard and the weeping willows that framed the keep’s entrance. You stood there, your hand resting on the pommel of a sword that felt heavier than it had a moment ago, not because of the metal, but because of the weight of the promise you had made to...

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