The Pale Bridge

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2026-08-18 22:45:48 -

The Pale Bridge

The wool of my coat had turned to felt in the damp, a heavy, gray skin that clung to my shoulders as I sat in the basement office of the Meridian Textile Consolidation Bureau. It was not a dark room, but it was a room where light seemed to go to die. The fluorescent tubes above flickered with a low, insectoid hum, casting a sterile pallor over the stacks of ledgers that reached the ceiling like...

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