The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The fog is thick. It tastes of iron. You stand at the edge of the pier. The wood is wet. Your boots slip. You hold your breath. The water below is black. It does not move. It waits. You are seven years old. You are small. The fog eats the world. It eats the sky. It eats the shore. You cannot see your hand in front of your face. You can only see the bridge. It is pale. It is old. The stones are...

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