The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The frost did not merely settle on the cobblestones of the Abbey of Saint Jude; it invaded them, a crystalline rot that turned the ancient flagstones into treacherous mirrors of ice, reflecting the bruised purple sky above in shards that looked like broken bones. You stood at the threshold of the cloister, the heavy oak door groaning behind you like a dying beast, and you felt the weight of the...

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