The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The departure of the winter was not a gradual release but a violent tearing, as if the sky itself had been a bandage ripped away from a wound that had never healed. Dr. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his office in the Blackwood Asylum, watching the snow dissolve into a grey, slushy slurry that clung to the cobblestones below. The air smelled of wet iron and decay, a scent that had seeped...

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