The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The hammer rang out against the iron, a sharp, metallic scream that cut through the grey fog clinging to the river like a shroud, and Elias Vane stood on the swaying wooden planks of the half-built span, his arms raised high, his face twisted in a mask of such ferocious, ecstatic defiance that it looked less like anger and more like a prayer answered by lightning. He was not merely building a...

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