The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The frost on the windowpane is a map of veins, white and brittle, stretching across the glass like the roots of a dead tree seeking water in the dark. You watch it from the high chair by the hearth, where the fire has burned down to a bed of coals that glow with the faint, dying heat of a dying star. The house, an ancient stone monolith perched on the cliff’s edge, holds its breath. It is a...

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