The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

You stand at the edge of the glass. The city below is a smear of neon and rain. It is not the city you knew. It is the city they built over your grave. You remember the weight of the steel. You remember the blood on your knuckles. They called you a monster. They called you a threat. They called you a necessary evil. You were only trying to keep the peace. Now the peace has a price. And the...

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