The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The soot from the ironworks settled on the valley floor like a fine, grey ash, coating the leaves of the elms and the roofs of the houses in a layer that never seemed to lift. Elias Thorne stood on the scaffolding of the Harrowgate Bridge, the wind whipping his coat around his knees, holding the surveyor’s scope with hands that trembled not from the cold but from the weight of the object within...

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