The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a heavy, grey curtain that blotted out the sun and turned the world into a wet, shivering thing. Thomas Ashworth walked through it, his boots sinking into the mud of the road that wound through the highlands, each step a small, deliberate act of endurance. He was not a man who looked at the sky to find answers, nor did he look to the earth for comfort....

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