The Pale Bridge

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2026-08-20 18:07:02 -

The Pale Bridge

The rain fell in sheets, a gray curtain that blurred the edge of the world. Elara stood by the window of the boarding house, watching the fog swallow the iron bridge. It was a structure of rust and bone, spanning the chasm where the river had once been. The city below, New Albion, hummed with the low vibration of industry. Steam rose from the factories, thick and white, curling into the sky...

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