The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The fever took the garrison in the third hour of the night, a silent theft of breath that left the stone walls weeping with condensation. I woke to the smell of rot and the taste of copper in my mouth, the air thick with the heavy, humid exhale of a dying season. Outside, the rain did not fall; it hovered, a suspended curtain of gray water that turned the courtyard into a mirror of the sky. I...

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