The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The iron bit is in your mouth, and the taste of blood is thick and sweet, a copper tide that swells against your tongue. You are not fighting the horse. You are fighting the cage of your own ribs, the way they creak and protest as you hunch over the saddle, seeking a center of gravity that has not existed for a long time. The sky above is a bruised purple, swollen with the weight of rain that...

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