The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The road was a ribbon of gray slate stitched into the black wool of the forest, and Elias Thorne walked it with the heavy, rhythmic cadence of a man carrying a weight that did not exist. He was a soldier, or had been, though the uniform he wore was no longer issued by any state, merely a patchwork of olive drab and mud-caked brown that had long since lost its name. In his hands, he held the...

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