The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The iron bridge stood at the edge of the estate like a scar that refused to heal, its girders rusted into a deep, arterial red. It spanned a chasm that should have been dry, yet mist curled from its depths, thick and white, smelling of wet stone and old rain. Elias stood on the far side, his hand resting on the cold metal of the railing. He was a large man, his frame once built for the rigid...

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