The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The rain did not fall so much as it invaded, a fine, gray mist that turned the cobblestones of the old town square into a slick, breathing skin. Elias Thorne, a man whose uniform had long since faded from a sharp navy to the color of dried slate, walked with the heavy, deliberate gait of a soldier who had forgotten how to rest. He was not on duty. There had been no duty in this small, forgotten...

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