The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The taste of copper and old rain hung heavy in the air, a metallic tang that coated the back of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s throat and refused to wash away. He stood in the center of the rain-slicked intersection of Fourth and Main, the neon signs of the city bleeding red and blue reflections into the puddles that mapped the asphalt like a shattered mirror. His uniform, a dark, wet canvas that...

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