The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The bell tolls. It is not a sound of metal striking metal, but of bone striking stone. You are in the center of the Hall of Whispers, and the air tastes of copper and old rain. Your hands are trembling. You grip the edge of the obsidian table. The wood is cold. It bites into your skin. You feel the pulse of the institution under your fingers. It is alive. It is hungry. "Speak," says the...

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