The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The bridge was a skeleton of iron and rust, straddling the chasm like a broken ribcage. I stood on the edge, my boots caked in the wet clay of the valley floor, looking up at the lattice of steel that had once carried the weight of the old mill. It was a structure of pure function, now stripped of its purpose. The wind cut through the gaps in the truss, making a low, metallic hum that I could...

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