The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The fog did not lift; it thickened, turning the valley into a throat that swallowed sound and light with equal indifference. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the precipice, his boots sinking slightly into the damp moss, and watched the water below churn with a sluggish, oily persistence. He was a man of precise measurements and quiet ledgers, a clockmaker by trade and by temperament, who...

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