The Pale Bridge
The shattering of the municipal clock tower did not happen with a boom, but with a long, tectonic groan that seemed to rise from the bedrock of Ashworth Hollow, a sound so low and pervasive that it vibrated in the teeth and the hollows of the bones of every resident standing on the cobblestones of the square, a visceral reminder that the air itself had become a medium for fracture. Dr. Elias...
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