The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The dream began with the weight of the water, a cold, viscous pressure that seeped into the pores of Elias Thorne’s skin, carrying with it the metallic taste of old blood and the distinct, cloying scent of wet plaster. He was standing in the center of the house, the one they had condemned for structural instability, yet the walls held firm, towering above him like the sides of a mausoleum. The...

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